[Intro]
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I mean, you know, everything ain’t meant to last forever
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But what we have right now is what they call the present
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So just consider it a gift, baby
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[Hook: Troy Ave]
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She said I wanna hold you down, but we ain’t never gon’ be right
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‘Cause you too caught up in the street life
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But that’s the only life I know…
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She said them niggas that’s around you, they ain’t never gon’ be right
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‘Cause everybody wanna be Mike
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Instead of focusing on they own dough
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (powder)
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But this the only life I know…
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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But this the only life I know…
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[Verse 1: Fabolous]
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They say a woman cancel dates ’cause she has to
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And a man cancel dates ’cause he has two
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Well, I got two dates ? one with destiny
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I need more, baby, don’t think any less of me
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Tryin’ to juggle, slowly but became a struggle
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Sometimes I wanna hug the block, sometimes I wanna hug you
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Sometimes it’s about the check, sometimes it’s about checkin’ that
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De Niro said you gotta leave in 30 seconds flat (word)
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When the heat’s coming even if you need somethin’
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Leave it in the rear view, don’t look back, keep runnin’
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Left her in the passenger with the jeep runnin’
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Hazard lights blinkin’ and the beat bumpin’
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Ear to the streets, I hear the sweeps comin’
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Ear to your chest so I hear a beat from it
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She fell in love with a street nigga
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Tattooed my name on her petite figure
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[Hook: Troy Ave]
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[Verse 2: Fabolous]
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There’s always money to be made, that you can’t deny
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I always made mine, never one who can’t decide
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I’m only human so if I don’t eat I can’t survive
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And Mama said you not a man if you can’t provide
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The summers know a shortcut, it beats me home
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I worked so hard to get here, now it keeps me glowin’
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By the time I get in what she made to eat be old
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When I slide in bed she complain my feet be cold
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Caught up in the street life just like my bitch said
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I love the game, I love the hustle, just like Mitch said
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Yeah, I can leave the game, but is they still gon’ love me?
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And when a new nigga come, they gon’ stop thinkin’ of me
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Shorty watched the Hustler movie she can never get
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How they make so much money, but they never quit
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I tell her quit for what? That’s the only life they know
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The street’s a dirty hoe, niggas try to wife it, though
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[Hook: Troy Ave]
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[Verse 3: Troy Ave]
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Bitter words from a broken heart (that ain’t you)
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We was fucked up from the start (this is true)
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Ain’t no finish lines in this paper chase (not at all)
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We gettin’ right off dope money, support my rate (let us grow)
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Black garbage bags full of cash flow (out here workin’)
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You wasn’t trippin’ when I bought you all them bags, though (purses)
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Now you carry on ‘bout these fuckin’ hoes (for nothin’)
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I’m married to the game, I don’t love these hoes (for nothin’)
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Real nigga tradition ? I keep you dicked and dipped in luxury livin’
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You focused on bitchin’ ? I’m focused on whippin’ (powder)
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So if you can’t take the heat, get the fuck from the kitchen
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Women ? Pillsbury snow, this the only life I know (alright, alright)
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Makin’ cake, makin’ snakes feel the four, though (did that at night)
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Bang bang, all deceit gettin’ slain
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On the streets dealin’ ‘caine in a sheepskin with fangs
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[Hook: Troy Ave]
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Only Life I Know (Directors Cut)
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| Fabolous |
