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Letra : Street Life

I just wanna know how it is in heaven
I miss my dawgs I just wish I could send em' a message
Remember days when we was young, a n***a was flexing
But I'm still here on this earth, but is it a blessing
Like why they had to take you, damn hope it's better up where you at
I flew out to Cali and they ain't have it so I flew back
I got a new whip and yeah it's clean but they knew that
I think that's the n***a that tried me, that's who we gonna shoot at
f**k I miss my n***as dawg I can't even stunt
They got God as a president wе got Trump
Just roll up another blunt, and get high until I can't see
Feds trying to paint a picturе n***a, but it ain't need me
Mikey, I know you living like a master
Triple-threat dad first step got faster
Moving like Casper, I've been staying out the way
I gotta stack them dollars gotta see a better day

Street life yeah
And that's all I know
Can't let it go
Hustle til' I get paid
Get this bag 'cause it's necessary
Live this life until they come and bury me