Black Smurf, Eddy Baker - How We Live lyrics

Alright, bitch yeah, bitch yeah, alright

All I speak is grams
Bitch we call that plug talking
Bags in my pocket young rich nigga walking
Keep a couple shooters close
I've never been a target
Healthy Boyz general
I'm mobbing with my sergeants
If you need medicinal
We got it for a bargain eating good everyday
I'm no starving artist
If you try and fuck with me
I go straight dumb, retarted
Wanna go to war?
Be the last one that you started
Gas on me nigga
That shit smell like I just farted
Stunk up the room with fumes
Soon as I sparked it
Posted up with the goons
Move in the darkness i got the drugs
Black Smurf got the carpet

We straight thugging bitch we're loving it
Smoking hella kush out in public
It ain't really shit just hit another lick
Flipped another zip yeah thats how we live

This system make my profit
Flip this, rob him make my pocket big
Rob with who I be rocking with

Trying to flips doughs, I'm on it
With temper, your body falling
Quit trying to finess from my residents
Chop you up with no evidence
Money I wanna make it
They say I need a therapist
Neighborhood make me ignorant
Lack of care made me militant
Hustle God, the magnificent
Make your career relevant
Pretty bitch, she Dominican
Set you with her innocence
Trying to get this commission
But hate when the tracks slow
Take it, get acquainted
As you scale a half-a-eighth to smoke
I walk with pride like the president
I feel like James Monroe
Still on the chase for the them Benjamin's
That's all you need to know pussy