Celebration Juelz Santana (Ft. Jim Jones)

[Intro: Jim Jones]
We back, uh (Barnes)
Some niggas need to be celebrated, huh?
I'ma give you your roses now
That's a fact, though, you heard me?
Capo

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
You gotta watch them higher-ups, they try to trick you out position (Facts)
Build you up, then tear you down once they get you in position (You easy)
All them bricks that we was whippin', they tried to hit us with the sniffin'
I done prayed plenty nights that we could get you out of prison (Amen)
'Cause we done been through it all, talkin' the midst of the crossfire (What else?)
Even down at the lot, you smell the rubber from the Porsche tire (Smell that?)
I'm goin' to court, back and forth acquires
I done bonded with jewelers, I even sat with the raw suppliers
I'm talkin' (Uh), so many things that we've accomplished, homie
Even the robberies and when you been my accomplice (Chill)
We been carryin' sticks with shoulder stacks by the armpit (Uh)
I be fresh to death, I see angels in my Palm drip, woah

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Celebratin' life, celebratin' life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothin' nice
We ain't livin' wrong, but we ain't livin' right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothin' nice
Celebratin' life, celebratin' life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothin' nice
We ain't livin' wrong, but we ain't livin' right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothin' nice