Life Goes On

I stayed in and out of trouble with them white folk

Mama barely made enough to keep the lights on

My brother stayed on that corner like a light-pole

Niggas out here in that water with no life-boat, true

I'm not tripping though this just the way my life go

Chances low but never nervous when them dice roll

Yea life a gamble but don't panic or ya might fold

Yeah, lost souls living fast just to die slow

I know my killer won't be my enemy

I got too many people kin to me who envy me

Fake friends pouring out Hennessey in my memory,