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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
N.O. Joe
Vocals
Bun B
Vocals
Pimp C
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Janice Johnson
Songwriter
Chad Butler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
N.O. Joe
Producer
Skip Holman
Mastering Engineer
Dawn Jo
Engineer
Pimp C
Co-Producer
Lyrics
Though I was real but real, niggas are key fuck off you know what I'm saying
That shit that kind of gang I'm just thankful to the Lord bless me that I may see hundred mikes away you know
Hi life, we livin' that hi life
Hi life, (hi life, mmm)we livin' that hi life, mmm
I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad
Tired of hearing grandma tellin' me
When you gonna go to church Chad
Now I'm tryin' to live up to the image
That she would want me to be
But I got one foot in the street
And every week I flip a Ki
I never wanted to be a G
But niggas depend on me
It ain't safe to hit at 10
So niggas fear with me
And all the niggas that I went to school wit
Got cool wit, went to fool wit
I dealt selling that white shit
Pushing' cocaine, niggas holding pistols
Dependant on the game
What ya want me to do?
It's like somebody cut my throat
Got twenty thousand dollar trying to turn it to a hundred
And ain't nobody got no dough
So niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist
And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind
By sucking my dick
Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts
In nineteen, ninty-six niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass
First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died
And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry
I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time
But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'
And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine
It's getting' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive
And Crackers tend to smirk
Offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt
But still I puts in work and front for my folks
'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke
Now D be getting' married and Edgar on the boat
But what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope
And you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk
But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork
And everybody sitting' in the pulpit ain't saved
Most preachers are false prophets
Fuckin' hoes and getting' paid, I'm lookin' for the
Hi life, we livin' that hi life
We livin' that hi life, hey-ey-ey
Hi life, (hi life) we living that hi life(mmm)
You only got one life to live
That's all they give you to do it
You could bullshit your way through it
Or stay true, it can be complicated
'Cause niggas be getting' shot in the cross
People and names get lost
The people in the lane get tossed
The streets will eat your ass alive
Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives
And nobody's surprised if somebody
Don't survive the dusk to see dawn
It's treacherous how we was left to die
On the streets that we be on
Motherfuckers sleeping' on them corners that you pee on
Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong
Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?
Got all these little niggas slanging that yay
Because it ain't like they make high levels gain able
And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable
So how can I sustain a full life before death
Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self
Now common, who gives a damn
When you can't afford the turkey or ham
Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam
Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life
All I can see in front of me is up for grabs
Come off that slab
'Cause poverty will push a nigga over that brink
Over the edge especially if you don't know your ledge
So instead of being without, I'm hustling
Trying to get through these ungodly days
Thinking of ways to get the fuck outta this maze
A man will commit a crime 'cause a fucking crime pays
I'm going through a phase you don't grow out
Until there's a reason a mother fuckers gots to pour out
His fourty on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind
But still sometimes he don't know why he walking'
Around just hoping, he can get one more try to make it
It's bullshit he going through but yo, he gots to take it
You can't fake it, to get that hi life
Hi life, we livin' that hi life
Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm
(Hi life, mmm)
Hi life, we livin' that hi life
Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm
(Hi life, mmm)
Hi life,(mmm) we livin' that hi life
Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm
(Hi life, mmm)
Writer(s): Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Joe Johnson
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