Only Live Once

<br>(cheeks)<br><br>These mothafuckas made it this way<br><br>I show em mine<br><br>? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? <br><br>Official queens crack stars gettin money<br><br>Rollin trees in the backwoods<br><br>Timberlands, ? ? ? , black hoods<br><br>The territories rugged, certain bimbos love it<br><br>I fuck wit cats ? ? ? <br><br>Keep my timbos covered<br><br>We ride around in the streets, kid we duckin knicks<br><br>Money power wit some game, kid we fuckin chicks<br><br>The hard times help me sharpen up<br><br>We be in watts, but still be sparkin up<br><br>Love it when the day darken up<br><br>My life is like a movie, big guns and booze play a part<br><br>I came through to display an art<br><br>Yo, fuck you jealous niggas<br><br>I take care a fam and I lay low<br><br>Im livin kid, I got the money plus the yayo<br><br>And hold a heat up on the seat because its gettin wicked<br><br>You get yo dough, I get my dough<br><br>Lets blow so we can kick it<br><br><br><br>(hook - mr. hezekiah) 2x<br><br>You only live once so lets ride<br><br>Lets take it to the top<br><br>This one crew you cant stop<br><br><br><br>(street connect)<br><br>Yo is you mothafuckas out a yo mind? <br><br>We them niggas that be holdin it down<br><br>Half of the reason you live<br><br>Other fifty percent of the reason you frown<br><br>Behind the back you pop shit<br><br>But when we be wavin them thangs you innocent<br><br>Cause we in this bitch, raw dogs<br><br>Is you askin for a new york city war call? <br><br>We keep it gritty for all a yall<br><br>But some you niggas act like you goin through menopause<br><br>And thats the second we send em to morgues<br><br>Slay em down, get in them drawers<br><br>Been put on, what you tellin me for? <br><br>Look at em beggin for more<br><br>Either they yellin or givin applause<br><br>Picture livin laws while we got x-cons on the dance floor<br><br>Goody niggas playin the wall<br><br>And ? ? ? bitches rockin hoodies wit razors inside the sports bra<br><br>We told yall but ya wasnt tryna listen to us<br><br><br><br>(hook)<br><br><br><br>(izzy dead)<br><br>Ever since the day I was born my lifestyle been real<br><br>Bloody stories on blank paper is what my pen spill<br><br>My men still, sellin coke, cooked up and powdered out<br><br>In a big body smoked out, shit is clouded out<br><br>We official crack stars, bury bodies in back yards<br><br>You neva touch nothin<br><br>Sayin you blast niggas and clap cars<br><br>I get a back massage from a bad european<br><br>And switch my bird every season<br><br>And Im rollin up my treason<br><br>But my question is, give me one reason to let you live<br><br>But you good at talkin ya way out a shit, I be you is<br><br>So I sex ya wiz, kill you, and leave ya wife left wit kids<br><br>Ghetto black widow<br><br>What nigga, my mac glitto<br><br>Attack ya hitto<br><br>Its like pimp talk wit a limp walk<br><br>And crazy dough is what Im in for<br><br>Somethin you bent off, but couldnt touch<br><br>Scream you got guns but wouldnt bust<br><br>Never fuck wit niggas out a my circle I dont trust<br><br><br><br>(hook)