Toya - Moe Life lyrics

(*talking*) Still paying dues, ain't that right Moe-Yo Yeah, you gotta pay your dues man (ha) We still getting it, yes sir It don't never stop, Wreckshop (Wreckshop) [Hook: Toya & Noke D] Everyday I'm living, to leave this game Praying one day, that my n***as will see the same Gotta make that money mayn I'm on the grind, trying hard to get the finer things (Lord knows I wanna leave, I hope that you feeling me I pray that it's meant to be, I'm stacking my currensy Paying duuu-uuu-uuues I don't wanna lose, this game) [Big Moe] I remember putting FED time, on the line Selling drank in the morning, until I lay down Through the streets of 3rd Ward, when times are getting hard From lucky seven and j**el, when he be jack mob It was back in 9-2, up in High School I wanted to sing, but still I was paying dues Fast money had a n***a, trying to shine mayn From I got one a dolla-dolla, trying to hit stangs With my mama and my brother, on side of me My name is M-O-E, slash Barre Baby Now looking back at my life, and I'm starting to see From my father that's up above, it was meant to be [Hook] [Big Moe] I've been scratching the surface, trying to get a lil' do' Slide through the hood, distributing 10-4 Remember Moe, from a 3rd Ward house Ha-ha, I done been fly And then baby 9-8, with the windows tinted up On the way to Screw house, still cutting me a dub The hood was tough, but I called a n***a bluff Monnie got the drank, and she'll bust The vehicle stayed loaded, with a lil' something purple The Barre Baby came out, with a lil' syrup in his gurble Job, doing a year County behind bars Hour midnight about two, and I'm riding through 3rd Ward And I heard God, about in '98 My little brother hit the Penn, in the streets touching yay I'm puffing bay, trying to let my stress go I wanna stop, but my mother still in the ghetto [Hook]