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(Verse) I got one life to live, it's sealed. I'm stayin up off that stress weed, not even drinkin that Louie 13, It keeps a major league Playa off his hustle type, Big balla so much clout, curse of the hearse, police in the rear view, Put'm on a half speed, couldn't bail out, I'm not afraid cause I got heart, Runnin thru the woods to a graveyard. Helicopters on my trail, I slipped and fell plus it's gettin dark now whata know, I heard to barrels cocking over my shoulder, They found the dope I was laying on when they turned over. I'm mad as f'ck cause the cuffs tight on my hands, I'm takin an ass whippin dreamin of the ambulance. I'm in the squad car, depressed cause I'm covered with dirt, They finna hyde my ass, I wonder if it's worth it. I called on God, but his phone must be off the hook, SongtexteI feel the evil spirits tellin me to go out like a crook. And kick the window out. The paperboy he gone shoot to kill. I'm out of patience. I got one life to live. (Verse) Chillin with my f'ckin trues, live in battles 3-6 bruise Keepin all ana down, bustas what you tryin to prove. Smokin trees by the P, F'ck what you sayin punk, Prophet posse got my back Cristale gets me drunk. Fame ain't no thang (Thanks to Larry Rogers for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania