It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookings, the way things is looking
It's Friday, you in for a long stay
Getting shackled on the bus first thing come Monday
Hoping in your mind you'll be released one day
But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while
Now you're up on the Isle
And the position that you in got you refusing to smile
But keep in mind, there's a brighter day, after your time spent
Used to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent
Thought you could hack it, now you're requesting PC
You're fragile, it ain't hard to see
Niggas like that don't associate with me
I'd rather, get busy to the third degree
'Cause the war in population's on infinitely
If this was the street, my razor would be a MAC demon
Hit you up, leave your whole face screaming
What you in for kid, busting nuts?
Cats heard of me in street stories caught inside this trap
Who are you to look at me with your eyes like that?
Wisen up, young blood, before you make things escalate
And I would hate to set your crooked ass straight
Make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Running from one-time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Living the high life, make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Running from one-time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked
You talk too much shit, you shoulda kept your mouth shut
All that gossip, motherfucker, don't you know my Glock kicks
Hollow tips, to your body, mad toxic
I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor
Did you a favor, tried to wet you but I graze you
Pop goes the Glock when there's beef on the block
Chill for a while, make them think the beef stop
Then I creep like a thief in the night, it's only right
Ain't no turning back, it's on tonight
And if I get caught, then my ass is up north
Straight on a course for upstate New York
Stressed, smoking back-to-back cigarettes
It popped off, one point in the mess hall
But to avoid that, from head-to-toe dipped in all black
Hit them niggas where they pump they cracks at
Havoc, with the murder master plan
Keep my nine up to par so my shit won't jam
God forbid if my shit do, run behind a tree
Fix my shit then hit you
Slugs in your body, mainly in your brain tissue
Ditch from the scene, get ghost, stash the pistol, so simple
Then, watch my back, lay up and relax
Roll a sack, K-A black, find a shorty to tap
Living the high life, make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Running from one-time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Living the high life, make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Running from one-time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
I got the power, combine wit' the powder, and water
It oughta, drop in a half and hour
In the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil
Then I pause... and ask God why
Did he put me on this Earth just so I could die?
I sit back and build on all the things I did wrong
Why I'm still breathing, and all my friends gone
I try not to dwell on the subject for a while
'Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle
But my, heart pumps foul blood through my arteries
And I can't turn it back, it's a part of me
Too late for crying, I'm a grown man struggling
To reach the next level of life without fumbling down or folding
I got no shoulder to lean on but my own
All alone in this danger zone
Time waits for no man, the streets grow worse
Fuck the whole world, kid, my money comes first
'Cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
If you're not family, then you die by me
'Cause niggas will have you locked up, the snitch be your man
Giving police the run down on your plans
But never going down like that
So I, shut my mouth and hold my words back
Illegal business, forever mines, fuck paying taxes
The last kid that shitted and gave police access
To my blueprints, used names as evidence
Skipped town and I haven't seen the snitch nigga ever since
The moral of the story is easy to figure out
A lesson that you can't live without
Living the high life, make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Running from one-time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Living the high life
