Live And Let Live (feat. Slim Thug & Scarface) - Devin the Dude

Oh, the snot has caked against my pants It has turned into crystal There's a bluebird sitting on a branch I guess I'll take my pistol I've got it in my hand Because he's on my land And so the story ended Do you know it oh so well Well should you need I'll tell you The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end And... Yes I've seen you sitting on the couch I recognize your artillery I have seen you many times before Once when I was an Indian And I was on my land Why can't you understand And so the story ended Do you know it oh so well Well should you need I'll tell you The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end And... Served my time Served it well You made my soul Write the rules In the sky But ask your leaders Why Why Oh, the snot has caked against my pants It has turned into crystal There's a bluebird sitting on a branch I guess I'll take my pistol I've got it in my hand Because he's on my land And so the story ended Do you know it oh so well Well should you need I'll tell you The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end And... Served my time Served it well You made my soul

I always found a way to get it If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's and re-up (Right) The stand-up type, never to fold under pressure You don't talk much, it ain't a whole lot can stress ya You want it all, won't settle for nothing lesser They come in wrong, they leaving out on a stretcher Born killin', you ain't trippin' on dying Took out a bunch of muthafuckas out here slippin' that tried If it was money to be made, it's got They saying all money ain't good—nah, it's not So, with that in mind, you envisioned a change To get your ass up off of these streets and out the game Witnessing niggas getting popped get out Knowing goddamn well them punks supposed to rot If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) Hard times hit and shit gets slow You're like a dope fiend geeking, trying to get that dough You face a lifetime if you get court Niggas in this position shouldn't fuck with dope (Nope) Say it again like I said before All money ain't good and he the feds for sure If he can get it when it ain't none We in the middle of a drought, charging 700 for an ounce Back and forth out of town, trying to make it jump Take a nigga block and pump Come back on the block and dump Headlines read: "Body found dead, shot, locked in trunk" A message to them cocaine cowboys Get it while it's good, but when it's got, get up out, boy Regardless if the block is hot Them streets talk; when them niggas start to talk, they plot If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) Money and greed breed hate and jealousy One nigga rich, the next nigga want it times three And when he get it, he gon' go to extremes To make for sure that ain't nobody living larger than he And for a minute, they was targeting me But realized that I was legal, I'm just part of these streets A real nigga 'til they close the top All I know is counting money, fucking hoes in drop Two-seaters, not a tabloid reader But I know this dope game is like the rap game See us on a mash out mission, stop bullshittin' Tired of strugglin', niggas got they masks on missionin' Them boys looking at the Border Patrol 'Cause they the reason ain't nobody out here got no dope For sure, homie, when you touch and move on Got the hood down wit'cha so you can't go wrong If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right)

When you were young And your heart was an open book You used to say, live and let live (You know you did) (You know you did) (You know you did) But if this ever-changing world In which we're living Makes you give in and cry Say live and let die (Live and let die) Live and let die (Live and let die) What does it matter to ya When you've got a job to do You gotta do it well You gotta give the other fellow hell You used to say Live and let live (You know you did) (You know you did) (You know you did) But if this ever-changing world In which we're living Makes you give in and cry Say live and let die (Live and let die) Live and let die (Live and let die)

You're constantly askin me for somethin And when I say no you get mad, and you be wonderin Am I tryna act funny (no!) about some money I got you baby, you wanna share it with Sonny Well it ain't that much, and what I got I really need it I can't be givin Diana my dollars like Billy Dee did Keep your own hair fixed, get your own nails done Make your own money in case I don't have none But maybe you're hopin I'm a star and you might feel I'll pay a note on your car or a light bill Didn't catch it when you asked me did I come in a benz And did I have enough room for you & some of your friends, but Then it hit me You was bout tryna get some money, yup straight bullshit me (no!) Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you ain't even gave ya boy no pussy yet But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) And if I asked you to help on my rent, bitch Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) You like to smoke all the time All my weed, ya eyes lower than mine But shit I ain't trippin, I bought a couple of dranks To get you drunk, dig in ya pussy and get my knuckles to stank A couple of bucks for your tank, yeah I'm cool with that But after I give you this cigarette and you keep askin for shit I'mma ask you if you think it is a lack of respect To pull out my dick and put it on the back of your neck Cuz see these women'll wait, bitches'll beg And 50, 60 dollars just might get you some head But I'd rather spend my money on some weed and wine It seems pussy should be free, ain't no need in buyin it Why don't you go half with me? But just like I thought, you was out to bullshit me Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) And if I asked you to rub on your clit, bitch Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) Now you asked me to buy you some gear You said you was tired of wearin the same bullshit all year Them big ol titties and ass is what you use to catch Niggas to buy expensive clothes with shoes to match I'll get some booze and a sack and we can hit the Kings Flea market shop till we drop, I'll probably get you a ring Around your collar want some dollars, hell I'll just foot the bill Give you a new pearl necklace and some polish for your grill I'm glad that I can satisfy the women with needs But when you want too much I'll put Jimmy up in you then leave I got three minutes left on my phone card Times are tougher than my dick when I'm on hard Can't do nothin for a bitch who can't do nothin for herself But you tryna squeeze a nigga until there's nothin left Tryna see what you can get, even though we just met And you still ain't gave ya boy no pussy yet But if I asked you to suck on my dick, bitch Would ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!) Or help me to get my transmission fixed, bitch Could ya? (oh, no, I can't do that!)

I can't stand (I can't stand) stupid bitches I keep away, they ain't ridin (my bone) Have no plans (no plans) with stupid bitches I tend to stray from stupid bitches