Trae Tha Truth, Shyna, TC Rapper - Life On Da Edge lyrics

Ah ha, we doing it one more time ya heard me
Man the streets in me
The streets done made me
I grew up thugging, believe that
Me and Trae, we gon riot this year
Y'all gon respect that to the fullest
Man look we doing it like this here
Check the peoples out man look

It's kinda hard to maintain
Living like a true soldier
Living life on the edge
Has got me so caught up
It's kinda hard to maintain
Living like a true soldier
Everyday is a test, and I just won't give up

I remember back in the day
I was confused as a child
And never thought that I would grew up
To be this wild
I'm living life on the edge
To maintain is my job
They wanna see me crack under pressure
But giving in this too hard
They better get they army to swarm me
Thinking they taking me out
I been a soldier out the gates
So fuck what you talking about
Guerilla Maab till I'm leaving, Trae
Dougie D and Z-Ro call it what you wanna
You plex and you'll be six feet below
Cause I been insane living
Ever since my brother was gone
Finally facing up with the truth
That he ain't coming back home
I know it's wrong moving on
And though it seems the game'll never change
I don't knock
I gotta be strapped with a shank and a Glock
Cause niggas be crucial on my block
And ain't no way they taking my stripes
I ain't going out without a fight
Unless they catch a nigga
Sleeping in the night
And even still there ain't no killing me
Even if I die
I bet the world fin to remember me
A real nigga from the streets

I'm out chea cousin, rioting and thugging
You could catch me in the hood
Grinding and hustling
The streets mad me, all the radios play me
Ain't no turning back
Ain't no nigga could fade me
I'm still on a cash route
And I'm in a tight situation
Dog, the ball blast out
Still pulling masks out, at any time
Play with me whodi, you buy it and never find
Bitches make them cop calls
While my money keep the cops off
Got Trae posted
With a Mack, 'case anything pops off
I'm a made man young hustler
Ain't no wankster in me
When I riot duck, that's that gangster in me
Head buster, got them people talking
I'm playing with a six shot
I'ma fuck off this some whodi
Cause the streets too hot, too hot

Even nothing but the devil running me hot
And I'm going crazy
All the shit that I be facing
Is what got me turning shady
They tell me to keep my head up
And it's easy for them to say
Cause they ain't going through
What I'm through, each and every day
When you living like I'm living
And the block get bled
Running from the cops
Praying them niggas never leave for dead
Cause I done seen it from every way
Where the thugs and killas play
A nigga from around the way
That'll be strapped down with a K
And ain't trying to murder nobody
I just wanna live my life
And I can't focus on my life
When these motherfuckers be shife
And I be searching for another way
Please watch over Trae
Heavenly Father guide me out
So I can live another day
I gotta hold on, everything I got on the line
Surviving is what I'ma do
So I'ma ride behind mine
Like it was all that I had
Or it be all that I got
Even if I lose everything
It just ain't in me to stop
I'm trying so hard, to maintain
Knowing my life, will never be the same