Fabolous - Can I Live lyrics

[Ransom] I've been having some deep thoughts when that L blowin' n***as in jail know it, when you do it, do it yourself and never tell no one You see them shells blowin'? I go to hell knowin' that I had them eagles sitting down like Terrell Owens I spell evil backwards, I gotta live If money's the root to evil then f** it, I'm an evil ba*tard You know that diesel acid when it reach the ma**es I swear to God, it'll burn, turn these streets to ashes Dope in the charger, still smoking, L's laughing I'm coaching 'The Carter,' call me Samuel L. Jackson n***as been f*gs, funny like Sinbad Me I'm from the hood, my life savings in a gym bag Im flamin' the .40, I aint even sorry If you with your kids, then I put your brain on your shorty I aint open that damn block for the fame and the glory I was hoping to 'Jamrock's like Damien Marley [Fabolous] Ayo, I'm living better, second letter with a set of wings bu*ter leather, hoody sweater, and some better bling Black beretta, these n***as better not have said a thing For the cheddar I'm not a forgetter or regret a thing I could get her, don't have to sweat her, or to get her things I could dead her, or feel better just to let her cling When you met her she was better than Coretta King Yall lived together, she was gonna get a wedding ring She chose me and blows me like she owes me You knows me, I take whatever life throws me, shows me Girls don't like boys, they like cars, money, and some of that good smoke Kush jars of 20, tell a few good jokes But it's far from funny when you in the hood broke But see I understand what makes n***as underhand So I put a hundred grand just to put you on the land This aint what you wanted man [Paul Cain] I'm a problem for every rapper breathing On every track I'm eating It's a fact I'ma be a factor and wrap the season I pull my strap and squeezing Come out with a pack of demons that'll leave the pastor bleeding You aint gotta ask the reason I know it's jack or scheming, You can see the tiger stripe J from a mile away Yellow white and gla**es geaming Chain's so sick, I don't need a piece for it I can hear the streets talking, I dare you to reach for it I'm strapped, if you look closely you can see the Taurus Hate n***as that keep talking, they usually be informants That Brooklyn bullsh**, you better believe I'm on it You know if my team would wanted [flow], put G's up on it But naw, I don't get along with these rapping cats They mad my chain the same size as their platinum plaques That's a fact, let me get mine then after that I'm completely done with rap, you cats can have it back [Stack Bundles] Heaven hammering sport thoughts for the winter, summer thoughts for the winter These long john weather fiends come in shorts in the winter Sure it snows in the winter, hope you getting my drift And you should hold your head back when you getting the drip Drip, the little grip, I could cover the order When I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a quarter See the cross all flooded, little stones in the border And I just got a divorce, so I'm looking for Run's daughter Tell the Rev that I'm dealing with some evils The sunshine on him cuz the coupe still a see through Danky women, Antik Denim His pockets gotta be nauseous, the mans keep spinnin Trickin' on n***as, throw a lil kiddie on 'em My n***as'll seek em, they empty out the semis on 'em You'd rather spit on God, then go against him They was second guessing, then Squad Up convinced 'em [Jaz] They cant take me in a dark gray Jag Seats the same leather as the Mark J bag Jaz, the kind of b**h that the Narcs may tag Cuz I'm bringing the kind of bu*ter like Parque had Y'know, I aint a hoe that'll want a nickel of herb The street b**h need a stack that's as thick as a curb And you might catch a chick in the 'burbs Maybe cuz I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the verbs Yea, it's Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to spizzaz I'm like Better Shabizzaz, with a little pizzaz I wasn't sworn in just to join in Been Family since the moment that I was born in And getting money is hereditary That California Kush got my eyes red as cherry These b**hes waiting on their next payday I'm in the XK8 with the body of an ex-playmate And I'm still holding the SK straight, n***a!