Feat. JadaKiss , Bun B, Rob Zoe and Anthony King
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(Intro)
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Sean C & LV
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Too busy living? Get busy dying!
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(Verse)
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Stuck in the trap, but I'm loving the money,
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I was smart enough to know not to fuck with the dummies
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I'm fighting up in the spot, then I'm up in a honey
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Straight 12 hour shifts with nothing but twenties
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I got no patience, and I hate waiting,
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I set niggas on permanent vacations
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We ain't even that deep, it's just eight patients
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We out here on these streets and we straight caking
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Yeah, pop a bottle then burn it well
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I get familiar with the circuit, then I burn it well
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You ain't got the man power, or the personnel
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Be the last one to shoot, and the first to tell
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Just a wet stop, I'm with the best stops
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Flow nasty, like the bathrooms at the Red Socks
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Yew, for fifth and a black cargoes
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Just ask Rob Zoe, kisses the black Pablo
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(Hook)
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Live for today
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Impressed by the moment
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Tomorrow is never harder to
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Forget
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Live for today like it's your last
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(Verse)
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Waking up to somebody's same bullshit
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Haters wanna gun me down with a full clip
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Bitches wanna take me away from my queen
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And ran my dick while they tryna sneak it to the team
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There's no new friends, just like the song say
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Especially when you're dealing with the long bread
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You better be lime hearted, with a strong head
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Ready to leave your enemies where they belong, dead!
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The power of the paper is a life change
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But the power of the pussy is a wife changer
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You gotta know 'bout shit you're getting into
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But you can't know 'bout shit that you ain't been through
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Walking through the jungle, I try to blend in
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Take care of myself and whoever they send in
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And if I sin, then may Father forgive me
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Man, I'm just prayn that my children outlive me
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Real shit!
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(Hook)
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Live for today
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Impressed by the moment
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Tomorrow is never harder to
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Forget
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Live for today like it's your last
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(Verse)
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Amateurs build the art, pros built the Titanic
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The worst times bring out your best, nigga, why panic?
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I need cash in this world, tryna buy planets
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The risk big, the reward gotta be gigantic
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This the point in my life, I realize how you live after you die
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What's important is life
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One of my killas told me he disappointed with life
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And he don't trust nothin' but his joint and his life
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So he just livin' for the day 'cause
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Niggas snakes and be givin' it away
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When the leave, they be slitherin' away
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I be chauffer driven in the Maybach
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Bumpin' 'Can I Live" that old Jay track
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They should lock up all the suckers and bring real niggas home
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They should call me gangsta jews, I write real nigga poems
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Like, roses are red, the new hundreds are blue
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When I finish like the line "and if I do run into you
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You better live for the day!"
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(Hook)
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Live for today
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Impressed by the moment
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Tomorrow is never harder to
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Forget
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Live for today like it's your last
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(Verse)
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Nowadays, you gotta walk wid a Beretta
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See the G's, red and green, double letters
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I hit the block and kill the pop, that's my agenda
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These niggas working and these hoes won't make it betta
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I'm ready, I'm ready, I hit 'em up, like the return of Machiavelli
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'Bout gettin; money ain;t shit that you can tell me
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Turn the block to Elm Street, like I was Freddy
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These niggas jealous, I got a dealer from Titto, but I ain't tellin'
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They wanna put a bullet in my cerebelum
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Just cause they heard I was the man, I want 11
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In a flash, it could be yur last
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Know some niggas in they 30, living in the past
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And neva tell a soul where you keep yo' stash
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It can be your own homie coming wid a Mac
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Live For Today
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| Fabolous |
