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Only Life I Know Ft. Smoke DZA, Flee Lord & Haile Supreme
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Statik Selektah
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I know some pawns and I know rooks
I know killers that read books that can snatch a soul with no looks
I see bosses cut their own work
To build a million dollar team and lose it all to lazy phone work
We watched it bubble 'til it residued
Fiends hit it and they was left subdued, so ain't shit left to lose
We were left to choose from what other people threw away
So fuck a rose out of the concrete, we grew a plague
Now who's to say how far we go and who ain't making it?
But if we get a chance, man I'll be damned if we ain't taking it
'Cause you don't get what you deserve or what you fighting for
So when you hear that thunder, you know what's coming, that lightning hoe
And you be dumb fella not to keep your umbrella
Dealing with the cutthroaters and the scum dwellers
But it ain't better just because it's shining
Understand just because you son of man, that don't make you son of mine
It's big dawg shit, the big dawgs endorsed it
Quick flosses, sick nauseous
Packs get shit flipped and hip tossed
It's just another day at the office
I know some villains and some known crooks
I got some seven-digit hustlers that I rocked within my phone book
Yeah, colossal nigga, everything is life-sized
Got me looking at the money with the Charleston White eye
Higher than most, flyer than most
Ask the dope boys, they all biased to Smoke
All blazing big, wire payments
Whole jewelry kit Greg Yuna curation
I need a hundred clip to deal further
I got a tourist that wasn't born in May, legal concealed burner
50K could be the real murder
But this ain't beef, it's a Trillburger
Lord Lord!
From NY to Port Arthur, we chewing lobster
Break your ass off proper, couldn't fix it with like four doctors
Yeah, I come from Queens and my vehicle Europe
My high beams all clean, you can see when I pull up
Still wearing Yeezys, despite the controversy
Got my riders out in West and my vikings out in Jersey
Lord Mobb lieutenant, .4-4 by the rented
Before we play the field, my Lord, we all got a scrimmage
Veins full of ice, split the chains, not the white
Save the games for the kids, this a Range, not a bike
Bun and Delgado and kush with a yellow bottle
Nigga fuck a skinny leg, I'm coming with ghetto models
My waves all complete, lot of days in the street
Little sip of white Henny and a chop of the P, uh-huh
According to the law, y'all was born on a tour
Got invited and indicted, we was scoring off the raw
My denims cost a G, I'm vintage on the beat
In one verse, I'll expose you and your image on the street
Rapping with some legends, I ain't capping in this session
This the school of hard knocks and you have to learn your lesson
Stay away, all I've ever known
Cut my losses, I'm here for what I'm owed
It's the only life I've ever known
It's the only life I've ever known, ooh
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