So We Can Live

[Hook: T-Pain] Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby Cause the relationship has been so good lately If I don’t do what I do, then who’s gon put food on the table? It is what it is, I’m just handling biz But I do what I do so we can live I only do what I do so we can live I only do what I do so we can live I only do what I do so we can live I only do what I do so we can live [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Mama don’t work, heater don’t work Police pulled me over and said he seen weed on my shirt I pray to the lord and ask for forgiveness If he popped my trunk I can get a life sentence He came a little closer and told me that he smellin’ it I said “I rolled one up, I won’t insult your intelligence But I threw it out the window half a mile ago” He asked me when the last time I smoke, I said a while ago Forgive me officer, I’m stressin’ and my pockets sore Hurtin’, chillin’ with my dog like a fuckin’ Labrador He said he ain’t with the bull: matador Looked at the top of my car, like what this ladder for? I told him I was puttin’ goals up in the mornin’ And I’m goin’ to my uncle’s house to see if he can join me The officer got a call so he was needed And he told me slow it down, and I told him please believe it Then I proceeded to go to my uncle’s house Well it really wasn’t my uncle, it was a junkie’s house He got a badass niece with a donkey now Pullin’ out the parking lot, headed to the other spot Out all night, at it with the addicts, causin’ Havoc, I’m a Prodigy Niggas know we Mobbin’ Deep, gotta stay up when everyone fall asleep The good die young, and promises are hard to keep I left my old job, and now them niggas hardly speak I got a new job, and plus I’m making more a week The girl that I’m with is like a young Kimora Lee I got them folks feenin’, pumpin’ that Jodeci Sippin’ and my soda pink, you niggas is toilet seat Check my resume, it used to say I sold quarter keys Conduct disorderly, stayin’ in the trap house Trips went to work, I’m so glad that it mapped out [Hook: T-Pain] ___________ [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Simon says, monkey see monkey do I wore the shirt, you wore the same shirt too See me with my bitch, you buy your bitch the same purse Shoot you and your nigga, y’all can share the same hearse This that murder 1, mixed with the bubblegum Kept working my dun dun duns, come get your mama some Nigga, this that slum talk, some say we talks slums I rarely finish the end of my words Watch the rims hit on the curve And what a nigga really care about a lisp? People arguin’ over me while I’m layin’ in a bitch Death to a snitch, get it while you can [break] and shit Its 3:30 in the A.M We’re just gettin’ started like when I had the van Bought the tour bus and put some niggas in the pass Your style good enough to put in a Glad bag You know I’m gettin’ mines, you should use a hashtag Flow off the hinges tryna fuck all her friendses Just killed the pussy, you gon’ have to use forensics Organized crime, you could put me in a lineup Plus I got dreads, I’ll pay a hundred for the line up [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Appetite for destruction, and I don’t need a menu So far ahead of y’all niggas, I can see you in my rearview See you in my rearview, one of your headlights out nigga I just got my first R&B bitch and got head all night with her She said she tired of the generic I say what up, she say what up, what up, you a parrot? I’m like “Bird ass girl, aren’t you sick of the rhetoric?” And, if I ain’t arrogant, I’m out of my element, ugh