How I Live (feat. Ms. Blaze) [Live]

I can't act like, Im from the city, cause Im from the country

No matter how much fuckin money start comin,

Straight up, St. Mary Parish Imma keep it 100

If ya kno me, ya kno I aint no Stunna

Ya ka even ask the crackheads, how a **** like me comin

I grew up, N a 1 room house, on a dead ened street

My momma helping my daddy fight a drug addiction, barely making ends meat

But they both love me, that's y, u see they features n me

They told me, get a education, at the same time, I was peepin them streets

Gradually gettin deep, N them streets

Matter a fact seeing shit different, then my people nem see

But come on nah, all y'all know, how y'all people nem be

Im 22, all I can think about is scheming on comin up

I got a lil flow, but they aint got too many possibilities, where Im comin from

Imma make show everybody Im fuckin wit, gettin they money up

What **** like me can't just be sitting on a huned plus

Like while y'all eating steaks, I was gone keep eating hunny buns

This is what it is,

This is how I live

Seems there is no change,

Even when I pray

Lord Help me thru this,

I feel Im at risk

Losing the right way

Even when Im goin astray