Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So We Can Live, artist - 2 Chainz. Date of issue: 09.09.2013
Song language: English
So We Can Live |
| Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby |
| Cause the relationship has been so good lately |
| If I don’t do what I do, then who’s gon put food on the table? |
| It is what it is, I’m just handling biz |
| But I do what I do so we can live |
| I only do what I do so we can live |
| I only do what I do so we can live |
| I only do what I do so we can live |
| I only do what I do so we can live |
| Mama don’t work, heater don’t work |
| Police pulled me over and said he seen weed on my shirt |
| I pray to the lord and ask for forgiveness |
| If he popped my trunk I can get a life sentence |
| He came a little closer and told me that he smellin' it |
| I said «I rolled one up, I won’t insult your intelligence |
| But I threw it out the window half a mile ago» |
| He asked me when the last time I smoke, I said a while ago |
| Forgive me officer, I’m stressin' and my pockets sore |
| Hurtin', chillin' with my dog like a fuckin' Labrador |
| He said he ain’t with the bull: matador |
| Looked at the top of my car, like what this lighter for? |
| I told him I was puttin' girls up in the mornin' |
| And I’m goin' to my uncle’s house to see if he can join me |
| The officer got a call so he was needed |
| And he told me slow it down, and I told him please believe it |
| Then I proceeded to go to my uncle’s house |
| Well it really wasn’t my uncle, it was a junkie’s house |
| He got a badass niece with a donkey now |
| Pullin' out the parking lot, headed to the other spot |
| Out all night, addict with addicts, causin' Havoc, I’m a Prodigy |
| Niggas know we Mobbin' Deep, gotta stay up when everyone fall asleep |
| The good die young, and promises are hard to keep |
| I left my old job, and now them niggas hardly speak |
| I got a new job, and plus I’m making more a week |
| The girl that I’m with is like a young Kimora Lee |
| I got them folks fiendin', pumpin' that Jodeci |
| Sippin' and my soda pink, you niggas is toilet seat |
| Check my resume, it used to say I sold quarter keys |
| Conduct disorderly, stayin' in the trap house |
| Trips went to work, I’m so glad that it mapped out |
| Simon says, monkey see monkey do |
| I wore the shirt, you wore the same shirt too |
| See me with my bitch, you buy your bitch the same purse |
| Shoot you and your nigga, y’all can share the same hearse |
| This that murder 1, mixed with the bubblegum |
| Kept working my dun dun duns, come get your mama some |
| Nigga, this that slum talk, some say we talks slums |
| I rarely finish the end of my words |
| Watch the rims hit on the curve |
| And what a nigga really care about a lisp? |
| People arguin' over me while I’m layin' in a bitch |
| Death to a snitch, get it while you can (break) and shit |
| Its 3:30 in the A.M. |
| We’re just gettin' started like when I had the van |
| Bought the tour bus and put some niggas in the pass |
| Your style good enough to put in a glass bag |
| You know I’m getting' mine, you should use a hashtag |
| Flow off the hinges tryna fuck all her friendses |
| Just killed her pussy, you gon' have to use forensics |
| Organized crime, you can put me in a lineup |
| Plus I got dreads, I’ll pay a hundred for the line up |
| Appetite for destruction, and I don’t a menu |
| So far ahead of y’all niggas, I can see you in my rearview |
| See you in my rearview one of your headlights out nigga |
| I just got my first R&B bitch and got head all night with her |
| She said she tired of the generic |
| I say what up, she say what up, what up, you a parrot? |
| I’m like «Bird ass girl, aren’t you sick of the rhetoric?» |
| And if I ain’t arrogant, I’m out of my element |