Peter Gunz - One Life to Live lyrics

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Peter Gunz - One Life to Live lyrics

[ VERSE 1 ] [ Lord Tariq ] And on the seventh day the Lord made money On the sixth day I busted my gun 500,000 is a half of one Caught the ki's on consigment for 63 hundred On sale but only for Bronx n***as cause we want it Gone head-up with the connect just to gain my respect With the game that I shot througout the plains of the US Made a claim to this, which is to k** or get k**ed So why carry if you leave it concealed? For real [ Peter Gunz ] When I caught my gun charge, a felony n***as was tellin me, Gunz instead of totin guns You should rhyme about guns Instead of bustin guns, n***a, get funds And let these n***as know you be the one So I went from Rikers Isle to Coxsackie Wrote letters with plans, you never got at me You put a block on your phone so I'd never call But I knew one day I'll be home to ball And watch you n***as fall [ Lord Tariq ] Yo, me and Peter Gunz move in silence, our footsteps discrete On blocks to backstreets where the murders meet This fast money keeps a n***a standin firm on his feet And best believe that we playin for keeps; meet The Lord Tariq and PG, n***a, ain't nothin happenin Silver Benz, silver B's, my cars matchin the platinum You think cause you a star it can't happen We can put down the mics, pick up the guns and get to clappin What [ Chorus 2x ] You got one life to live, one gun to bust One n***a to save, one n***a to rush It's all about s**, money, life or d**h You gotta make a choice, is it right or left? [ VERSE 2 ] [ Peter Gunz ] On 174th I learned the real meaning of bustin that motherf**in gun up Case a n***a run up, leave a n***a done up, dark to sun up Be ready to flee Yo Lord, tell em where you be [ Lord Tariq ] Catch me in the Bronx on Cozy surrounded by thug n***as No-love-n***as, peel-a-n***a-rug-n***a, what n***a? Feel a n***a out first avoidin bug n***as Breakin bread with some big name drug n***as Cause it's in my blood, n***a what Deal goin down the park, I want a cut, or get cut the f** up A n***as lust to bust guns the way a n***a bust nuts n***a trust none but bust guns for trust funds So if you ever need a n***a, beep me, 911 And watch how quick a n***a come to leave another n***a numb I'm from Soundview projects where all my n***as from And Uptown it's disrespect to call another n***a son [ Peter Gunz ] Peter Gunz, you know my friends say I'm sane, some say I'm off Label me Roc-A-Fella cause I'm hot like Sauce I want a Testarossa but I settle for a Porsche sh**, you ask me why, well that motherf**er cost Greenbacks, it's time to lean back and set the road And enjoy the money from this music sh** I sold This rap sh** is platinum? Well that other sh** is gold But it seem money-wise that other sh** got it sewn [ Chorus 2x ] [ VERSE 3 ] [ Lord Tariq ] Yo Gunz, I know there's a lot of n***as schemin now Cause they heard that we got it [ Peter Gunz ] I got nothin but clips for n***as lookin at my pockets Consider your life equivalent to the sh** on my wrist [ Lord Tariq ] And while we squeezin you can think about this (Peter Gunz) n***a, six shots to the chest [ Lord Tariq ] The other 10 to yo head So even if you got yo vest, you face the color of dead [ Peter Gunz ] These Bronx n***as born and bred and if you creep you can get it But keep in mind when you walk, you gots to take these bullets with it [ Lord Tariq ] Like blaouw! Y'all n***as know the deal now, I'm foul I do a k**ing with a smile [ Peter Gunz ] So how the f** you gonna rumble with the biggest n***as With the biggest triggers that's countin figures And steady blastin on you b**h n***as [ Lord Tariq ] It be the Bronx, n***a, borough of kidnappers and rappers ( ? ) and break bread with the crackers [ Peter Gunz ] See it's like plain and simple, the kings of the temple We the first one to bust you like a pimple Motherf**er [ Chorus ]