we sit and think lyfe or death

we sit and think lyfe and death plotting and planing next thing we thinking is round every corner its gotta be a threat  shits hard we ride regaurdless been scared, but still grip the wood wheel dip the blvd, got caught mobbin 12 gauge all shottyed in, preying i aint got to live wrong have to committ a sin we living to die and dieing to win  been playing matrix with this shit  ride or die cant give up cant quit,so my eyes wide open still smoking been face to face wit death after death threat, doing the mostest we almost there now we fashow the closest whole team riding shinning we been grinding see us when you see us drapped up and dripped out gold and dimonds, we got it like the whole world quit chimmed in gold from the mining dimonds from ridding dirty 15 bricks all loaded in swerving birdies taking pictures they heard of me say im a threat stop playing thinking you know me something bout nothing faking and fronting im all chill under presure im numero uno, ole amigo you know i see you see through he be an O.G. too stick to the block like glue we all been threw survived some bullshit real shit I still flip off the block rocks stay tucked up in our socks glocks stay up in our waste we all broke but exspensive taste they say cause of our chains we all lacced sound like who but got verses like pastor mase everything is possible threw Gods grace!!!!!