Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Life, artist - Tayyib Ali. Album song Keystone State of Mind 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Keystone
Song language: English
One Life |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
Late night grinding, all four seasons |
Life is like a party, but I’m working on the weekends |
Show you what my dream is |
For the whole world to see what we did |
Then do it over, remix |
Haters all around me like, why we can’t be friends |
Cause I’m trynna get the win and y’all playing defense |
Young freshman, MVP, with a model name liquor when the shots are free |
You know me, ain’t living life by the cause |
Just trynna get what’s in store |
Before the world don’t love me no more |
And I cycle, aim on my rifle as the nights go |
Blunt with the right smoke, my mind wrote the limit is the sky yo |
So I take it everywhere I roam |
Philly, New York or Rome, don’t know when I’ll be home |
Age 21, balling and can see those men |
Damn, they wanna see us dead |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
It’s one life to live, so live it the best you can |
Yo, don’t never change, stay the real you |
Know how a nigga do in this world |
Cause the game is too political |
It’s cool cause I’m stickin to the same plan |
With a whole lot of stacks fuck it I make it rain man |
I live my whole life average to blow like magic |
Now it’s hoes to selektah, the scratches by static |
Putting chicks in the cab, rollin sticky with hash |
People asking me to get on track, but I laugh |
Cause they ain’t keepin the essence of understanding |
Rollin cohebas with the Son of Sam and |
The evil what I be made in |
I heard a few shots, coming from convertible tops |
Some homies got away, my brother got popped |
What a life we live, tip box get guap |
Stay fresh my nigga, we gone make it to the top |
Smoke trees, get green, fuck a hater talking bout |
Hoes down, g’s up, waiting for my spot |
Be yourself, stay g say fuck the cops |
And we ain’t smoking if it ain’t about the ziplock |
So no matter how much these niggas change |
I’ll always keep it real homie, stay up in your lane |
Hey yo, I only got one way to get it |
A million ways to spend it |
Talk about the hard knock life that I’m living |
And I’m chilling, until Statik give me the cue to go |
I’m as real as they come, you acting a movie role |
Melo hot, see me walking down these ghettos blocks |
Sworn to be a king and shit, like Coretto Scott |
Nice, try to make it in this life |
Cause I bust a lot of moves, so I pray I do it right |
Life on tour, I’m just waiting for the mic |
These hoes in my hand, they just waiting for the pipe |
Right, money get up, the hoes get down |
North philly nigga, had to take it out of town |
And now I’m in the game, feeling so confident |
Your girlfriend on me, yeah that’s a robbery |
So call the cops, 911, and I be grinding, 9 to 11 |
With 9 pairs of 11s |