Gotta Get By

Izzy The Producer. I can only speak on what I see. I gotta get by, And get it all 'fore I die. You niggas livin' a lie, I let the pressure apply. I guess I gotta do me, From all the shit that I see. I wish my nigga was free, So he can kick it with me. A bunch of drama got a nigga feelin' like A mistake. Watchin' niggas goin' through it, cryin' Tears of a lake. I told my nigga slow It down, but he got hit with the bate. The type of shit they hit him with is Gon' be hell tryna shake. A double digit of a sentence, 'nough to make Niggas break. He pushed gangsta to the limit tryna Find him a plate. They say this shit'll hit You different knowin' time is at stake. It ain't no point acceptin' love when you inspired By hate. I got a fifty on my hip For niggas ridin' by. I'm tryna get money, better Know it, ain't no tryin' now. I'm bustin' it, dummy. In the ghetto, I'm Olympic, Runnin' laps on niggas. We clapped on niggas, shake you down, craps on Niggas. Got 'em feelin' like they can't stand the Rain, talkin' Missy. Yellow stones all in my rings, lookin' pissy. A different type influence, it get risky. This ain't no race, it's a marathon, Missy. I gotta get by, And get it all 'fore I die. You niggas livin' a lie, I let the pressure Apply. I guess I gotta do me, From all the shit that I see. I wish my nigga was free, So he can kick it with me. Okay. Ayy, woke up to some shit I never thought I would get. Had a half a twenty one, But never thought I was rich. Keep a pint of Wock' with me, niggas thought I was sick. Nigga said I sent the hit And he ain't even get hit. I heard he caught his first body, it was All 'bout a bitch. My niggas love me like They brother, taught 'em all how to fish. Got a hundred K lick and put it all On his wrist. We do it for the times Niggas used to starve as kids. Don't suffocate, get in your bag. Fuck around and crash. Got it out the mud, nigga, make that shit Last. Love your life, not your money, you can Make that shit back. You can fuck a nigga Bitch if you make that bitch laugh. I gotta get by, And get it all 'fore I die. You niggas livin' a lie, I let the pressure apply. I guess I gotta do me, From all the shit that I see. I wish my nigga was free, So he can kick it with me.