Living lyrics

Artist  : David Banner 
Song : Living



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I'm livin today

(Chorus-Devin) 1/2x
I
don't know if it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If
it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be
alright, it'll be ok
But I'm living
today

(Devin)
I've been checkin out
this reefer 'bout an hour and it sounds so
soothin
It's kinda hard to write this one and
keep the track movin
Barbeque with weed and
brew is how we usually do it
Get it dumpin
while we pumpin up some good music
Can't
afford to lose it, hobbied to a full-time
job
Keep my track record clean for those who
wanna pull my card
It's kinda hard on a brotha
with the struggle and all
But all I can say is
just keep hustlin and y'all
Got to love it
live it, ya can't be in it for nothin
'Cause
there's too many niggas out there who witness
this shit,
it's not fair
Nobody to blame
for your misfortune and fame
Just tryna' take
the right road, please, call Jermaine
I've
seen rain, but now it's pourin
And at least I
gotta have a Sweet when I wake in the
mornin
So let's just all do our thing like an
orchestra does
Pass the shit around so we can
all get a buzz

(Chorus)

(David
Banner)
I can't blame it on my mama, nigga I
knew she was broke
No education so she spent
the last check on some dope
Hovers to John's
and my father never seen the funds
But I heard
he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his
tongue
Who gives a fuck, the government can
lick the sweat off my dick
They put crack off
in the hood and lock us up when we trip
A
little dough, ask them hoes what they put in here
for
I heard birds fly through the wind, then
they land at your door
Hot sex all night until
my body gets numb
I'm too nervous to relax so I
bail when I come
Can't get alone with my folks
so I dump on them fools

Basketball is all
they taught a young nigga in school
Fuck your
foot, and your basket, you can lick on my
balls
My school don't have the internet so I
stuff crack in my draws
And if y'all know a
better way, then y'all help me escape
From
this hell that I live
everyday

(Chorus)

(Kamikaze)
Dear
Lord, please forgive me, I've sinned against your
land
I've lived this life so hella trife in
this pursuit of loot and fame
You saw your
child weapin on his knees at night in vein
And
it's a way from tryna' get off in this game
But
if it's all the same, can I digress, I've
struggled, nonetheless
Make my first mistake
of learnin how to drink and smoke the cess
Did
my best to tread water but it was just as I
feared
At the time I needed friends that was
the time they disappeared
See I got jeered in
every corner, couldn't hang 'cause I was
broke
Thought he had a record deal, it seemed
to be the runnin joke
And it's just enough to
drive a soul of man to drink and smoke
Just
enough to make a college grad go out and sell
dope
And it was never "how ya doin", never
"can I help"
"Can I share this wealth", I
guess I have to make it by myself
Could it be
the situation came from dirt that I had
done
Havin no earthly idea where my next
dollar's comin from
Didn't give a damn if
daddy all alone up in this world
Didn't care
anotha nigga had helped to feed my baby
girl
Didn't care that Kamikaze just broke down
from all the stress
Wasn't there at six that
mornin, when my car got reposessed
I thought
y'all was my homies, but I guess it's just as
well
You left sho' 'nuff, you're rock bottom
and I'm a let y'all burn in hell
You're
bitches

(Chorus to fade)