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Abra Cadabra

How We Living

 

How We Living

(album: Product Of My Environment - 2020)


(You know WildBoyAce made it)
Sho sho sho
Kush

Yo, I started from the flats, nigga
Grew on some straps and some tapped niggas
Any violation, let it slap, nigga
Grew into a trap nigga
Circling, I'm flying out these packs, nigga
Only watch myself, not a fuck nigga
I trap, get my stack bigger
Run off on the plug, I need the stuff quicker
Never watch karma, I'm a tough hitter
Pray hard, a nuff sinner
Bake of my brain like I'm stuck in a maze
Ain't do this shit for fame, I do it all for a change

Grew up on Farm where I learned to tap triggers and slap niggas
I roll with tapped niggas
Growing up I only tried to make my stack bigger
Don't remember giving a fuck 'bout being that nigga
But I'm still that anyway
My old man was bad, but back in the day
He a grandad now, I'll put my strap in his face if I'm feeling a way
I give a fuck about your old ways

We running up, slap him, we clap him
He hanging and pulling them cars
I'm banging and slapping, the laser beam's on his ass
Been trapping and stacking, I'm making it happen, I'm charged
No chitting and chatting, I'm doing this all from my heart

Banged that wap on the block and got rid of it
Went home and prayed to my God 'cause I'm sinning in it
Still see a opp the next day and go fill him with it
Very vicious cycle, my bruddah, I'm still living in it

We don't understand why we living how we living
But we living how we living cah we have to
There's a difference when you living how you living
And you don't know why you living like this when you don't have to
We in this for real, my bruddah
To be safe I gotta pick my gun up
Just in case cah they just might run up
They want me dead and I just can't let up

We don't understand why we living how we living
But we living how we living cah we have to
There's a difference when you living how you living
And you don't know why you living like this when you don't have to
We in this for real, my bruddah
To be safe I gotta pick my gun up
Just in case cah they just might run up
They want me dead and I just can't let up
That's just the usual, oh

Shut the fuck up
Leave it to play, Ace, leave it
Gang shit
You get me?
All this pay
Gang, gang, goon
Woi woi woi
Look

Pick a certy gunner when we stand on the block
'Cause if a nigga run up, we ain't tryna get shot
It's them, never us when it's getting on tops
Free up all my bruddahs that is locked behind locks
I grind nonstop, twenty-fours 'round the clock
Shorty in my ears, asking when it's gonna stop
But it ain't gonna stip till I'm satisfied with gwop
And them boys R.I.P. over there, hope they drop
Dead boy

We don't understand why we living how we living
But we living how we living cah we have to
There's a difference when you living how you living
And you don't know why you living like this when you don't have to
We in this for real, my bruddah
To be safe I gotta pick my gun up
Just in case cah they just might run up
They want me dead and I just can't let up
That's just the usual, oh

done

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