Life We Live Project Pat (Ft. Edgar Fletcher & Namond Lumpkin)

[Verse 1]
I was broke, pocket full of lint, now I'm on the bricks
Getting paid like no other dog, now I'm stackin' chips
On the road like a trucker, mane, had to take some trips
Doing shows for my brothers but strapped with extra clips
Just in case any sucker would wanna run his lips
A female I don't trust her, 'cause women like to trip
I stay all by my ghetty green, hell with some time
Did some crime that was petty seem still gettin' mine
All this hatred I'm hearing though, you I ain't fearing
Better try to be growing old mane with your children
Escalade what a nigga steering, last days nearing
Trying to get it right with God only one who I'm fearing
Hopin' I'mma make it keep it real
Never knew I get the chances for a nigga to get paid
So I take it living like a player should
Wishin' that you could knowin' it's all to the good
Still down with the hood

[Chorus]
This life we live (Life as we see it)
See, it's oh so beautiful (Oh, it's so beautiful)
Oh, so beautiful (Oh, it's so beautiful)
This life we live (Life as we see it)
See, it's oh so beautiful (Oh, it's so beautiful)
Oh, so beautiful (Oh, it's so beautiful)