My Life Goes On

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Saccs] Damn, life's a trip One day you there, one day you not So I guess I gotta do what I gotta do right? Life is crazy you know But we gotta ride Ride for all the loved ones That's here and that's gone Mausberg [Verse 1: Mausberg] Now I can remember waking up broke as fuck Same dirty-ass jeans and them tore up Chucks Sweatshirt smelling like weed and dirt Cause I be roaming the streets, hella burnt Ain't got a haircut in five weeks Niggas on the street be talking be talking bad about a nigga But I don't give a fuck, cause I'm the muthafuckin' realest Trials and tribs, they got a young nigga strong as fuck Cause on the daily I've been having some bad luck Every bitch want a nigga with chips And I ain't got a dime, so my dick is on limp And it's a pity how a G gotta go through some shit To get some fame in the game Consequence is a bitch and it's a shame How the streets is corrupted Fuckin' up my black brothers Do or die on these streets to survive And can't no muthafucka hold me back I strive for cheese, cause I done been there dog, and done that [Chorus] My life goes on and on and on My life goes on and on and on My life goes on and on and on My life goes on, on and on and on [Verse 2: Mausberg] 'Til death do us part, we gon' remain true niggas Blood is thicker than water, but I drank market's liquor Growin' up as a sho' into a full-time thug Elementary to high school, we both had love Comrades on the loose, ready to die for each other Packin' twin three-eighties because we more like brothers Do or die two times, that's what it's gon' take To stop me and my D-O-G from pursuing our paper chase Love for the homies like Tink and The Dirt Clan But I'm talkin' to chosen fews, my right-hand mans We got the same mind state, rider mentality Getting to each other, best believe we gon' bug on flee We had our up and downs, but we got over it When shit got deep, we got down and drunk about it Young ass niggas growin' up in the park The chronic gon' be sparked 'Til death do us part, I got love nigga [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mausberg] Day by day, a nigga noticin' different thangs How to maintain and stay alive in this bloody game By being a young true, my life is a dice game Could be a ballplayer, but chosen the rap game How can I step back, when time keeps steppin' on? Only a G, so a young niggas on his own, part-time Mother, father dead befo' a nigga born 1979, born in my own war Me against the world, leave these suckas right behind me Never sayin' fuck the world cause heaven is my destiny How can I survive? Dear Lord, could you tell me? Steady thinkin' suicide, homies they got love from me Always kickin' real shit, only you can feel me Never been a buster, but a hustle-er I still be Living do or die, with a mind full of misery Steady thinking madness, now Heaven help me [Chorus 2x]