[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah, come on
Life, yeah
It's real, yeah, come on
It go down, yo
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Who the fuck said life was like a bowl of cherries?
My life was like every year somebody buried, yeah
My youth hurt me, ice cold from it all (From it all)
My vision blurry, couldn't see past the corner store
If you from that hood, I ain't gotta say no more
Summer job, first paycheck, copped raw
Quit the summer job, fuck that, these jumbs gettin' off
And grandmoms flippin' when she saw the new cloths (Yeah)
I'm walkin' with a knot, every day, new drawers
Who could pump over here, who couldn't, them hood wars
A basehead came through with some Army gats
Half-price with the serial scratched
And life was hard, anything easy wasn't worth havin'
Money aside for re-up, now we in the kitchen baggin' (Yeah)
Pot on the floor make for the perfect cookie
Y'all don't know nothin' 'bout them real Champion hoodies
[Interlude: Prodigy]
"God forgive me"
"Livin' wild inside of New York state"
[Chorus: Chinky]
This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough
When the streets get hot at night
They be huggin' them blocks
On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night ("Livin' wild")
This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough
When the streets get hot at night
They be huggin' them blocks
On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night
[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Ayo, see, we gon' do the right thing, and get this money like Vikings
We animals about paper, it's real frightening
We cannibals for dead presidents 'cause we like it
Watch us caveman your women, and she like it
Never stop gettin' that scratch, I'm clickin' while I rip
The Virgin close at 2 a.m. in New York, kid
We gettin' Internet money 24 hours a day
Overseas cheese, different shapes of the chips
Change in emissions on exotic whips
You gotta feel the ignition on his Honda, it's a trip
We come on home with Mercedes dirt bikes, that's two stroke
Those is race bikes, y'all niggas don't even know
We grew up on rap, it spoon-fed us slow
But the real world shoved the streets down our throat
We grew up on guns with the silencer potatoes
Now we only want the green with the zeroes
[Interlude: Prodigy]
"Mobb Deep and all that"
"Livin' wild inside of New York state"
[Chorus: Chinky]
This is how it all go, how a hustler get dough
When the streets get hot at night
They be huggin' them blocks
On the low from the cops when them guns go pop at night ("Livin' wild")
This is how it all go, when you headline shows
And you M-O-B-B for life
Been around the world more than twice
And it's on me all my life
[Outro: Chinky]
And I'm still shinin'
Let me see if I've got this right
