Lyrics Life Is Real - Jah Cure, Padrino, Popcaan

Life Is Real

Padri…
Woii yoii
El Gringo, El Gringo, El Chapo, El Chapo
Ohh
Gun shot back him up (Woi)
Disrespect, the bwoy shot him up
Rude bwoy rinse the steel, yeah
Forever gangster, forever OG
The fire nah, reject nobody yet (No no)
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah
So real
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup’m
In this life of grave, but you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
Life of mine, life of mine
In this life of crime
Today me nah, wul no Henny nor no Whiskey medz
Me a, pree the Bentley and a pree the Benz
Cah, man a come from nothing
Me wan' billions fi Jah Cure and fi me ends
When, me a grow a bay wire fence
Now, man a Uptown resident
Plus, nowadays me and Mini and TJ rolling just like the president
We lock the place and it evident
Diss di killy dem you nah see no evidence
Bwoy violate Jah Cure, me and the thugs dem roll up a him residence (Woi)
Dem know my style, drive up neat and take weh him points dem
Gun shot back him up
Disrespect the bwoy shot him up
Rude bwoy rinse the steel, yeah (Yenow)
The fire nah reject nobody yet
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup’m
In this life of grave, but you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
Yeah, where I come from, nothing no easy
The ghetto youth dem feel the feeling
It’s a lost cause
Oh yeah, yeah
So dem decide fi murder
Another mother woulda bawl when she see her son dead 'pon the corner
Mhmmm
Life is so real
When you live by the sword
No bother with the gun talk, youth
You might die the same way
Ooo, life is so real, yeah
Haffi get money, youth live it up
We know say you tired and we live ruff
Better days we look forward, no giving up
'Cause the money nah mek when the blood ah run
Gun shot back him up
Disrespect the bwoy shot him up
Rude bwoy rinse the steel, yeah
The fire nah reject nobody yet
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup’m
In this life of grave, but you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
Come from nothing
Hustle hard, haffi get sup’m
Streets a make a way for me