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PERFORMING ARTISTS
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Boyd
Boyd
Songwriter
Gibb
Gibb
Songwriter
Goodwin
Goodwin
Songwriter
Lyons
Lyons
Songwriter
SMITH
SMITH
Songwriter
Valenzano
Valenzano
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
And it's hard
Hard
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Sittin', lookin' out my window, the streets I see ain't pretty
Sometimes I wonder if I was born rich with plenty
Money, and everyday was sunny, didn't no rain fall
Life was beautiful, like the colors of a rainbow
Would I be the same Prim Row all my **** know
If I didn't have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough
What if I never witnessed killers with my own two eyes
Bustin', leave they own folks layin' in the streets to die
Life without respective, if every second I was shakin'
'Cause I injected dope in my veins
Divide and strain, could I describe pain
Could I describe livin' life without desire, mane
Could I survive if I couldn't rap or entertain
Alive and free, you can't beat it, who can you blame
My world is like a picture and a frame
The picture might change but the frame stay the same
[Verse 4]
Hustlin', waitin' on tomorrow
Livin' life in the fast lane 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
Sittin' here, waitin' on tomorrow
Puttin' paper away 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
[Verse 5]
What if you was on the other end of the bullet?
When a killer wanna pull it, would it seem like
The light flash in front of your face
Or will you run real slow like I ran in my dream like
Just the other day I tried to be a hero but it wasn't inside of me
Or maybe it just wasn't the time to be
But if the shoe had to fit then I would be
[Verse 6]
Ahead of the game and playin' the part
I bring it all into the light from out of the dark
I hit the bat into the ball and out of the park
And live with the question alone that's meddlin' hard
What if you had to live under the bridge
And do anything just to feed your kids
Think about that and that deed you did
The first thing that impress me, kid, oh, yes, you did
[Verse 7]
And ain't even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg
And I ain't even tryna fuck with your head
And I ain't even tryna sweat this shit
Just spit these messages 'cause I'm blessed with it
What if you had the chance to be
Able to switch hands with me or anyone you see?
And if you really wanna take it deep
This shit not corner me, for one and each
And each and all for the sci-fi matic, or religious superstitious
Politicians and all of the listeners with us, this shit be cold as Christmas
So put your head to the sky, say a prayer for the sick and the old
The young and the weak
For the bombs and the single moms
With six kids askin' for somethin' to eat
[Verse 8]
Hustlin', waitin' on tomorrow
Livin' life in the fast lane 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
Sittin' here, waitin' on tomorrow
Puttin' paper away 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
[Verse 9]
And when you get up, they seem to hold you down
Down to the ground
Gotta stay focused with your eyes open wide
See the sun rise
I keep my hands on the steerin' wheel when I'm whippin' up 75
[Verse 10]
Changin' lanes on the regular, talkin' on the cellular fast
Watchin' 'cause they wanna take me away
Feds wanna take me a way, lock me up and throw the keys away
I'm just tryin' to feed my baby's face
Tryna get my paper up, just want to feed my baby's face
[Verse 11]
But I'm just hustlin', I'm waitin' on tomorrow
Livin' life in the fast lane 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
Sittin' here, waitin' on tomorrow
Puttin' paper away 'cause no one ever knows
No one ever knows
[Verse 12]
And the only way
Is to keep your head on right
Oh, yeah
Written by: Boyd, Gibb, Goodwin, Lyons, SMITH, Valenzano
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