(feat. Mr. 3-2)



[talking]

Yeah, get it how we live, don't stop

Don't stop, let em know, ha



[Hook x2]

Take the good with the bad, the bitter with the sweet

The up's with the downs, on ass we on feet

We mash on concrete, everyday is the same

Get it how we live think it's a game, the gutter



[Mr. 3-2]

Through up's and downs, bad times and good

Most things never change, it's all the same in the hood

Boys get wiped out, and do time in the Penn

Never get to see twenty, cause they life'll end

Drama again, it's hard to stay on ten toes

So pardon the plex, and all of these fake ass hoes

The ending is sweet, sweet turned into sour

In less than a hour, real G's turned to cowards

Money and power, control what's around the state

Penitentiaries, holding the finest

But to find us, the good times always get ugly

Fucked up situations, can always turn lovely

The gutter, hopefully one day I could raise

See my life getting better, and hope my pockets get paid

Mashing on concrete, trying to see something better

On my hunt to go get it, on a chase for cheddar



[Hook x2]



[Big Pokey]

Take the bitter with the sweet, the norm with the pain

The nights with the days, sunshine with the rain

I'm at the bottom of the bucket, trying to dodge these crabs

This game got me scarred up, I'm trying to or these scabs

I run up tabs like Sprint minutes, stay on the floss

Heart of a hustler, pride won't let me lay on a loss

In the water I'm a shark, but on land I'm a boss

A bunch of money later, when the chip land in the sauce

Say I'm not the nigga to cross, I ain't that dude

I'm laid back, but I hate it banging a fool

Remember this, never bite the hand that feeds you

Cause the hand that you bite, might be the hand that bleeds you

Don't let niggas mislead you, try to lead the pack

I feed my workers, my workers feed fiends to crabs

I got circles, hard, soft, half's and packs

Better put that in a stash in stacks, for real



[Hook x2]



[Mr. 3-2]

Taking the good with the bad, happy done turned sad

The troubles of my life, make a nigga go back

With all that I had, got nothing to show for it

Get up off my ass, go get it and I enjoy it



[Big Pokey]

It's a lot of niggas, stuck in this game

Same niggas that's stuck, that's the same niggas think it's a game

We got dirty needles, aiming for veins

Sharp shooters aiming for brains, young niggas stinging for change



[Mr. 3-2]

Mash don't look back, go forward and get ahead

Staying on top of all, maintaining the big heads

The game'll never stop, and time won't quit ticking

For nobody at all, it was already written



[Big Pokey]

I heard Peruvian way but flays, move better upstate

I'll be out here longing, while niggas asleep I'm up late

It's on I'm from the Stone, I'm all out here by tough gate

Teflon chest gear, hard hat and a Tre 8



[Hook x2]