Psycho Realm - Lifestyle lyrics

We do it dirty
Like our girls young and pretty
If the ball it makes it more worthy
If I make it to see past thirty
I'll still be drinking and burning
Fucking it up homie we ain't learning
Living it daily
Failing piss tests that my PO gave me
Don't look for reasons dog
There's no explaining
It may sound crazy but it's routine
Daily with new team
Sicksiders who bring the streets and
How we do things no nine to five
Strictly hustle's how we survive
Corner hot spot nickle and
Dimers keep you supplied
We smoke LA just to get by keep a dry eye
Fuck it why lie I toke up just to get high
We right if the avenue's ours, if not
Spark heaters lapped
Dogs bark sick and lick shots
End up in a box six feet but life don't stop
We still do it 'til the wheels
Falls of or 'til we drop

I don't go by what no one is doing
I make my own rules
Don't follow yours, stand on my own two
I got my own thing
So you got to deal with it

We stay hungry, the streets love me trust me
They taught me things no one
Could take from me
There's nothing funny when it's
Business and money dummy
Catch yourself running out of time
I'm feeling one coming
Always stunning wether it's in the
Deuce or foot loose
Shoes always clean deusched up and
Walk with l lean talk with a gleam my eyes
Seen and done everything
We seem to do these broads right
We got'em stalking the tean
Hawking the cream but they only get
It if they act right
If last night wasn't tight you
Get no cash prize
If it smells real funky like it's flashlight
Throw her in the shower make
Her scrub the cat right
We don't put up with none of this drama
I'm 'a tell you right now
We're all about the goodtimes
Don't push mine 'cause kush minds
Are planning out these 'hood crimes
A crook lies deep beneath
These rarely understood minds

I don't go by what no one is doing
I make my own rules
Don't follow yours, stand on my own two
I got my own thing
So you got to deal with it

We see bad times but who doesn't
Good time lovin'
We're ghetto folk but got class cousin
Glass, dust and snort, smoke
Dip or just guzzling
Got us buzing everyday dog it ain't nothing
Streets bubbling gossip stay floating
Can't trust it all my homeboys doing dirt
Just keep getting busted
Bussed in the goose to country
Then dressed in the blues
Yes we could choose but for
What we're expected to lose
Breaking the rules
Some of us decked in the jewels
I prefer to be DL perfecting my moves
Around here it's kind of hard
Homie step in my shoes trying to do it right
Without disrespecting these fools still
This is my lifestyle I'll tell you right now
Do what I do homie only 'cause it's my style
Don't think it's nice now just
'cause I might smile
This is my life and I'm a
Live it 'til it's lights out

I don't go by what no one is doing
I make my own rules
Don't follow yours, stand on my own two
I got my own thing
So you got to deal with it