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ang p - this is life lyrics

[verse 1: ang p]
this is, this is, this is, this is, this is/ life ain’t been the same since way back when man say that then/ all i wanna do is get my hands on a, on a mothaf-ckin’ way that wins/ l after l take that then/ all i wanna do is break that trend/ all i wanna do is make them ends, bake that bread, save my friends/ streetlights when the day job ends heat c-cked i’ma pay my rent/ man i said i know that nothing’s promised and the little hope we had we went and hand it to obama/ i’m not sayin’ he’s the problem, i’m just sayin’ that the hood got the same problems/ goin’ on and on and word to mama i’m just tryna finda knda way to make a dolla/ holy father give me holy water ‘cuz we knowin’ that we ain’t right/ and we knowin’ that we oughta play right/ but the way we brought up ain’t nice ain’t bright/ life gone and gone and in the same night gonna be a lot of mourning in the morning/ ain’t that really what we wanted more of moral of the story everybody got a story/ in the back of they mind, back on the line/ cash on the rise, back on the shine/ back to back to back packs on the grind/ master the soul, master the mind, master the hustle, master the climb/ gotta duck the cop flash from behind, gotta duck the gun flash from behind/ po’ some liquor for the ones in the sky/

[hook]
life’s so crazy you know/ gotta watch your back where you go/ n-ggas want the packs you sold/ strap in the lap when you roll/ i’m just tryna feed my n-ggas/ in the week fo’, five figgaz/ tell me who gon’ ride wit’ us/ take it from the bottom to the sky wit’ us, ay/ take it from the bottom to the sky wit’ us/ take it from the bottom to the sky wit’ us! ay!/

[verse 2: ang p]
this is f-ckin’ life though ain’t it?/ people livin’ life so tainted/ focus on the entertainment gonna lead you down the mothaf-ckin’ right road ain’t it/ might go crazy, might go to school/ might have a baby, might grab a tool/ went and did it ‘cuz mike did it too/ you ain’t wit’ it then mike did it too/ keep it flippin’ ‘cuz mike get a view/ keep it crippin’ ‘cuz my city blue/ mind livin’ like i did a few and i don’t trust like no one n-gga/ ‘specially you‘ont bust yo gun wit’ us/ cops or the glock, one gon’ get us/ headline reads one more n-gga/ dead on the street someone come get ‘em/ someone come get ‘em, wonderin’ when they gon’ come pick ‘em up, gon’ pick ‘em up/ gotta call his mama she gon’ stiffen up/ seen the body dead, it’s her youngest son/ tragedy striking every other month, kids in the hood every other one/ can’t find a parking spot but find a gun/ can’t find a parking spot but find a gun/

- ang p lyrics

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