Why

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Aight nigga hold it down baby, one love
 Aiyyo, yo Bruce - ohhh shit!
 Aiyyo nigga
 Yo I know this ain't that nigga Kirk
 Yo Bruce - yo Bruce, that that nigga Kirk?
 Look look, look at that nigga
 Who that Dez? - This Dez, whassup nigga?
 Oh shit, nigga, when they let yo' ass out?
 What the fuck you been drinking? Look like you 'bout to pass out
 Nah, I'm aight, G, just had a little Olde E
 You know me - tryin' to keep it cool, play it low-key
 You heard Brucey got knocked and Clay, he shot Fozee!
 Yeah, I know, G, damn, that shit is fucked up, right?
 Yo, Bruce, you could drop me off at 57th & 9th?
 Damn, I would but I gotta pick up my seed and my wife (Take a minute, nigga)
 Plus you be on some other shit and I don't need dirt in my life
 Come on, nigga, I got the gas money, plus I got this L
 You gon' shit on me, son? I just got outta jail!
 Yeah, aight God but I ain't with the bullshit no more (What you talkin' 'bout, man?)
 Put that cigarette out
 Oh what, you don't smoke no more?
 Nah, it's just a new car and don't slam my door
 Aight but on the way I need to make a stop at the store
 See, give a nigga a inch, he take a yard
 But you my dog, so I'ma keep it real with you, God, come on
 Aight good looking, nigga
 You better buckle up, nigga
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 Aiyyo, pull over right there nigga (where?)
 Right beside that blue Lexus (where you goin'?)
 I just gotta go pick up some money; I'll be back in a few seconds
 Yeah aight don't let a few seconds turn into some minutes
 Cause I'll bounce on you nigga, tires burnin' wheels spinnin'
 Nigga you leave me? Your ass'll never hear the end of it
 Yeah aight God whatever man just hurry up and cut the bullshit
 (Inside the jewelry store)
 "Aight you know what this is everybody on the motherfuckin' floor
 Take that shit off!"
 "Yo, I'm Tyrone Holmes. I ain't givin' up nothin'."
 "What nigga? Fuck that. Motherfucker. Stop cryin'!"
 (Outside at the same exact time)
 Only two minutes double parked, here come cops
 Saw 'em in the rear view, that's when I heard shots
 I seen the store door open, it all happened in slow motion
 My man running with his gun smoking (Oh shit!)
 I'm ready to pull off and act like I don't know him
 Nigga, yo go nigga go, go, God
 You don't you see the cops? You buggin'
 What? How they gon' catch us? We in a S-500
 Nah, you lunatic ass nigga I ain't goin' down for you
 Nigga we could get away
 But if we get caught, they gon' hang you too (damn)
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 Now we doin' bout a hundred miles per hour down back blocks
 About a million things on my mind, a nigga that hot
 This clown next to me, actin' like he hit the jackpot
 Nigga what the fuck is your problem? I got the loot (What loot?)
 You beefin' with me ain't gon' get us out of hot pursuit
 Yo, I heard shots, what was that?
 Some fool wouldn't give me his jewels
 See, you whylin' God, I'm thinkin' bout my wife and my kid
 Nigga my life, I ain't tryin' to do no bid
 Nigga I think you actin' scared, if you really wanna know
 You drivin' too slow - YO! Nigga keep your eyes on the road
 You almost spun outta control on that last pothole
 Slow your role Kirk Jones son you just don't know (I don't know what?)
 Yo the way I feel right now, I never felt iller
 How you gon' grab me like this and violate a nigga?
 Violate you? Nigga you tryin' to front on me?
 Remember I'm the nigga in this bitch that got the heat
 And before the cops catch me I'm holdin' court in the street
 You think I'm gon' let the cops get you, arrest you, (Now you thinkin') handcuff you? You crazy? I wanna kill you (What?)
 You selfish motherfucker you ain't seein' the light
 Remember I was supposed to be pickin' up my seed and my wife (Shut up)
 Now I'm a wanted accomplice in a jewelry heist
 Fuck you want me to say? I'm sorry I swear, look me in my eyes
 But if you gon' act like a bitch nigga then let me drive
 "Yo son what the fuck you doin' God?"
 "Yo fuck that."
 "Get off the steerin' wheel."
 "Yo fuck that nigga, you act like a real pussy nigga."
 "Yo, you whylin' son, you gon' make me crash! I got this! I got this, chill!"
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this (The assailants begin to fight, in their own stupidity)
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Instead of working together to get away)
 We live our life like this - why? (They do the exact opposite)
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this (And wind up heading for a tragic situation)
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Now I'll let you hear the rest)
 We live our life like this - why?
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this (Yo, yo relax. I got this, I got this God)
 We live our life like this, we live our life like this
 We live our life like this - why?
 Oh shit! Yo, yo - yo Bruce!
 Oh shit
 Come on man, come on man, you be aight man
 Yo yo, it's not that bad man, it's not that bad man
 Trust me - yo would I lie to you man?
 Trust me man (I don't think I'mma make it God)
 Oh shit. it's gon' be alright man
 (Tell my wife I love her)
 Yo Bruce man, don't don't fuckin' die on me man
 

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Duration
04:57
Key
9
Tempo
87 BPM

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