Kenny "Barto" Bartolomei - So We Can Live lyrics

[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 f**in' 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 bada** 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 n***as 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 n***as 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 n***as 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 b**h, you buy your b**h the same purse Shoot you and your n***a, 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 n***a, 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 n***a really care about a lisp? People arguin' over me while I'm layin' in a b**h d**h to a snitch, get it while you can [break] and sh** 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 n***as in the pa** 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 f** all her friendses Just k**ed the p**y, 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 n***as, I can see you in my rearview See you in my rearview, one of your headlights out n***a I just got my first R&B b**h 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 a** girl, aren't you sick of the rhetoric?” And, if I ain't arrogant, I'm out of my element, ugh