Young 1s

[Intro: Anthony Hamilton] You know how the game goes But that's the life we livin' Let the story begin [Verse 1: 38 Spesh] Yo, now mama's bills ain't paid and my family in the cold And I just outgrew my hand-me-down clothes Thirteen years old with a old soul And a warm heart that was soon to grow cold My whole goal was to make sure that the coke sold And find fiends that smoked more than a broke stove I was exposed to the pushers and pimps No father figure so a nigga had to look up to them Couple mistakes coulda brought me jail, but it taught me well Copped my first thing a month later went and bought me twelve It ain't about scars it ain't about life I been behind bars and I made it out twice I thought I made it, but I made a hard life Moved somewhere real far, my neighbors all white I guess I'm just a product of the game Only real niggas relate to my pain Livin' let's go [Chorus: Anthony Hamilton] You only live once so make the best of it Playing your hand make the best of it Comin' from the slums Comin' from the slums some don't make it out of here Do yo' thang Do thangs, do thangs, do thangs Gotta make it out right [Verse 2: Ché Noir] Uh, let's go Same chapter, different page We made it off the plantation but still infatuated with whips and chains I know this money and jewelry ain't gon' fix the pain But goin' through bad habits that we pretend okay I wanna take my niggas to the riches with me But it's hard 'cause they ain't got the same ambition as me It's a shame the type of scars a bad decision can leave I paid the price but sometimes I wish it was free I was speedin' fast, try not to repeat my past Life is just a test that I never had to cheat to pass Stashes at the crib, but I'm conscious where I leave it at 'cause my father a fiend, he gon' steal it when he need the crack Tryna keep it saint, 'cause the way I was brought up was mixed with tears [?] A crooked lifestyle that just forced us to live in fear It ain't happen overnight; it took longer to get us here Yeah, that's black girl magic Harry Potter can't disappear, nigga [Chorus: Anthony Hamilton] You only live once so make the best of it [?] in your hand make the best of it Comin' from the slums Comin' from the slums some don't make it out of here Do yo' thang Do thangs, do thangs, do thangs Gotta make it out right