Float, float
Float, float

Float down on the beat
Yeah!

The pain of death never goes away
I learned that and not to give a fuck
Then I give a stray
Like there's no other way
But still tell my young nigga that I'll throw your life away
Orange juice, cookies, bread, about to hit the pavement
Started like a young buzz
Now we're high gangsters
This fatal punishment for an investigation
Like you don't know rules and regulations
Have money but have a heart digger
I treat this rap like art
My word is playing pictures
Then why you sleep on our fist?
To keep a lead on niggaz
I do hope you see my vision
I couldn't rap more clear about this life I'm living
Riding around, that's my discretion
But they learned my lesson
They say I'm living without a second guessing
But I'm just counting all God's blessings
Except for niggaz down
But I'm back for more
You can picture a perfect life

Triple B,3 comes from a lead
Cold nights on the block with Charlie Sheen
Easy money to mafia, you know the team
Drag them ,get in the building
Lost a nigga on the fucking death
And we gonna keep on pushing until we start to laugh
Fuckin' hate ass niggaz,I'mma hold my breath
Why you talkin' to the old nigga?
Cause you don't know the shit

But I ain't worried about nothin'
I'm an old man
It's my time to get better again
Thinkin' about all the good times and the bad too
You don't have to suffer like I had to
Hustle hard, you don't work,you don't need
I dream about money, countin' them in my sleep
I wake up in a cold sweat

We're from the tramp,doing bad
Now we're fucking around with turkey bags
I will step in
Now we're trying to fit a big tree in a sack
See them same hoes and my past
I am dedicated to the cash
I remember when a nigga that couldn't pay for
Went broke,had my work,had to wait for
Stressed out,waiting on day 4
I'm just glad I never caught a case 4
It's a game out here
Nigga roll a dice
And we just try to live life
And for my niggaz I got to shine
And free my niggaz for doing time