Can't Be Life Lyrics

Single mother 2 brothers

And I'm da oldest

Hustled in the coldest

First down bobble where the pole is

Streets playing for keeps better focus

Switch phones think the law on us

Broke it down and bagged it up in 4 corners

Counting dirty money what that Caine do

2 pair of thermals under the rain suites

A pint a brown help the pain through

I fought niggas and cases with the same crew

Turf baby blood on my shirt baby

I lost some close friends this shit hurt baby

Jail visits and collect calls

Burpees and dips help knock the stress off

Youngin popping pills filled with fetnal

War time can't afford to take ya vest off

This can't be life it's gotta be more

If it's you or me then it's gotta be yours

Fresh pair of ones feel like some Diors

White papers help lighting the cough

Even back then was getting it soft

Rain sleet snow been getting it off

Did some level 5 was stuck in them walls

Never lost hope was fighting regardless

Ain't taking no pleas stay away from the fleas

Praying that my sons stay away from them streets

Talking at my daughters be giving me peace

But I still keep it in me right here in my flease

A lot of hard days even harder to sleep

My Number ain't the same I'm harder to reach

Aroma from da Cain be stronger then bleach

Turning up da flame controling da heat

It's either death or jail we living a curse

Never shot back I was shootin it first

Before I clocked in I was moving da work

Way before za we was moving the dirt

My youngin Shaan died I followed the hurse

Just Stearing at the grave while I talk to the dirt

When gerl Mac pass shit hit me the worse

Eyes full of tears when I entered the church

Neck full of diamonds help cover the hurt

Seen so much pain probably need me a perc

Might sip me some lean just me and the team

All this dirty money from getting em clean

Rinsing dirty we getting it cleaned

This can't be life

This can't be right

It's gotta be more