Chasin Heaven, Raisin Hell

(Link crew hustlas in this muthafucka) Everyday I spend in my life, I'm just trying to get my hustle right I'm on the block chasing mail all day, raisin hell all day Life's been crazy for me, since the day I could see Momma died, couldn't cry till I turned 23 Harden my heart to this cold world, grew up a G Hit up my homies with the same sign they threw up to me As we got older, I had bigger plans I wanted to fly 18 years old, ready to ride, ready to die Drinking liquor with the hardest niggas ever alive Then I realized, only the smartest soldiers survive I'm chasing heaven cause we living in hell So we give'em hell around the clock until we living well And then it might stop But if not then I guess it's on till we drop off the planet I lost another friend to jealousy and can't understand it Found out, most soldiers fall in the heat of the panic And get to killing they own in this ghetto titanic I got to hand it to my father, though I took him for granted He told me, life is what you make it and not how you planned it What do the future hold when all we ever do is damage Growing up mannish, I wonder how my son will manage I pray I to go to heaven through all the drama will I recover I got enemies that want me and won't rest till I suffer What do I do? (Chorus - 2x's) Everyday I spend in my life, I'm just trying to get my hustle right I'm on the block chasing mail all day, raisin hell all day Everyday and Every night, I find another way to make it right I blaze the weed to the hell go away, Chasing heaven while I bell all day When I was 17, times could not have been no better My and my homie wrote raps, smoked, kicked it together Wore eachother clothes, even stuck hoes together Small time dreaming of signing doing shows for chedder Two young niggas, I guess we didn't know no better Thought we was invincible real niggas live forever 30 white boys jumped up and nobody ran Handle them Nigga as best as you can And when you finish niggas bail Before the rollers catch us again It's out sight, under the street light fighting with friends Remember tossing ho's, getting them for the last of they ends And hit the movie with a blunt or two, drinking on gin Just the California lifestyle, juvenile sin Grew up and caught case, both sent to the pen And even though we went our own ways, we'll meet in the end I'm raising hell till I see you again Until then I'm just (Chorus - 2x's) My Whole life I guess I always wanted a lover like me Ambitious, smart and driven from the gutter like me A little sexy something, something independent and free With a fuck'em attitude and only listen to me But all I see is dirty rats, just begging for cheese Trying to be the baby momma of a nigga with G's Soon as you leave, the next nigga be fucking with ease And if you shake that bitch, she'll be fucking the three's Baby please, I need woman that can roll the weed Not a gossipy ass hoochie telling all she sees Sexy and fearless, if they coming not afraid to squeeze And let'em have it if they need be I need a soldier like my sistian First one to bomb when we get it on And when I'm buckwild, always know how to calm me down But if I lose her and you happened to find her Then player know, you got a hell raising rider for sho (A hell raising rider fa sho) (Chorus - 2x's)