Livin What I Know

[Tsu Surf:]
Seem like I've been dreaming more than living, giving women lobster
Spending all these earnings, on these thirties and Balenciagas
Tax for the play, it's drought time, nigga still cop
Project bitches, she never been here, we just finish shopping
FaceTime my daughter, I've been busy with this rapping flow
Expensive pussy, in the trenches, she from Calabasas
How the Hell that happened?
Pussy good so I bought it twice
Ain't seen the opps, since I caught a flight
She say she vegan, so she order rice
These random thoughts but it's more to life
Homie stil stuck, I can't save him, so I bought them pipes
I pray he make it through them game nights
I had to make it through them same nights
Lotta practice to have my aim right
Used to daydream of what this fame like
Appreciate the pleasure, know what pain like
It's homies in the feds, I'm in Hollywood
It be hard to celebrate
Silence, getting head, tryna meditate
Drop it, then it's scissors, then they separate
Wonder if the cuz went to Heaven gates
They was selling dreams, we was selling weight
Pull up in the foreign, tryna steal the show
Heard the good die young, when the fuck the killers go?
And when you go, you go alone
[?] mobile phones
When they letting Flags free? When this bitch going home?
Versace on the bed sheets, she ain't ever feel that
And I really made it, why a nigga still feel trapped?
He don't really pray to God, he got worse problems
Still ain't made a million, still ain't kill who shot 'em
Still grind from the bottom, man he still ain't kill who shot 'em
Shit he still ain't kill who shot 'em

[Stacy Barthe:]
I'm only living what I know
Through the pain I gotta grow
Yes I could've done better, should've done better
If I knew better but I'm only living what I know
Through the pain I gotta grow, uh
Yes I could've done better, should've done better
If I knew better but I'm

[Mozzy:]Tenant to the body count
Smiling at my [?] (Oh)
Dirty M, I swap it out
I know that they talking down, fuck what suckas talking 'bout
Lacking, we gon' walk you down
We don't clap, revolve around
Gang, with every wolve around
Active when your dawg around but passive when he not around
Baby mom's gotta [?] suck me 'til she cut him out
Took you to the box, paid lawyer, that his mama found
Even though he lost, he stilla fella 'cause he fight it out
Used to list the drugs, of who I love, blood we falling out
I don't love you nothing, I don't love you, fuck you talking 'bout?
That's weird shit, fuck 'em, middle finger, what I stay with (Yeah)
Nigga Premo keep a package of that pure [?]
The love is purified, every time you called me, I was finna slide
Fuck a suit and tie, we ain't civilized (Yeah)
What you tryna live or die? Snitching get you victimized (Uh)
Niggas talking all this solid shit ain't even hit the line
Niggas talking all this tough shit, on hella different lines
We know that you living lies, A&R was minimized
Death before dishonor, that's the only quote I memorized
Seen my nigga finna die, I'm thankful that he didn't die
Told my lil' bro you could be whatever you visualize, yeah
You could be whatever you visualize, yeah
Why is it Black Live's only matter outside of genocide?
Hard to make amends with a nigga that's from a different side
We gon' go to war with whoever, at any given time (Yeah)
We gon' go to war with whoever, at any given time
Even if that cost me my life, or them people give me time
Ayy free the guys, reach for mines and I'ma do you slime
Polaroids and green dots, keep the goons alive
Move aside, cloudy diamonds being scrutinized
You don't want no smoke with the fella, fella that's suicide (Yeah)
Tell them niggas that's suicide

[Stacy Barthe:]
I'm only living what I know
Through the pain I gotta grow
Yes I could've done better, should've done better
If I knew better but I'm only living what I know
Through the pain I gotta grow, uh
Yes I could've done better, should've done better
If I knew better but I'm