Young Bleed - Give and Take lyrics

Hey yo, turn the headphones up a lil' bit [Verse 1] Yo, ain't no mistakes, this a give and take And if you know like I know, you gotta live the breaks Coming out a dope-infested, unprotected Ghetto lifestyle with k**er crime records I make it a point to understand this ain't wonderland It's either k** or be k**ed, law of the land Just to see that my mind expand Rapidly I can't lose sleep, I stay on my feet And flip enough to eat, yo Ain't nothing sweet when milk money ain't enough to feed the tummy We mummified in this land of milk and honey Home of the never free, become ghetto celebrities Living in jeopardy, playa, knowing some will never be Take it in stride, thats how we ride through the streets where I'm from Trying to get some, hoping for the big one Seven figures and them some, make it and spend some Hustling, with the man steady taking your income Ya heard me? [Hook x2] See you win some, you lose some And then you spend some on 'em when you choose 'em See it's a cold world, and it's a cold game But if you learn the give and take it ain't no thang [Verse 2] n***a break bread with me, stay ahead with me And if you're loyal then you know you're going fed with me Say it with me, and play it with me rugged raw style Respect my mind, I'm looking nothing like your pa's child You know I let the beats bang and slowly do my thang If you can't hang then say you can't hang n***a What I deliver will give 'em shivers in the night time And I ain't trippin' I just write rhymes, about my lifetime How I stand secure when the pressure endured While the rest fall off they ain't sure To mimick my methods I won't accept it if the truth ain't you I watch 'em die in disguise wicked as voodoo n***as holler who, what, where, and when you wanna try Know you're dealing with a hustler living it do or die Don't ask why, my n***a this just fate In this life we live, you gotta give and take That's how it operate [Hook x2] [Verse 3] I'm running from the ONE-TIME, summer in the city Where the girls look good, but they attitudes sh**ty With a fifty sack of sticky bailing up G Street Through the corner projects holding my heat I heard they took my partner out the game last week We come from the same streets now they trying to blast me More money more murder, I'm cold-blooded and these hoes love it But thats the quickest downfall and I'm for sho' of it It's like time keep on slippin' and n***as keep trippin' So I keep a nine with the clip in Holstered up hot and heated You can think it's a game but come and see it to believe it though You ain't know? I'm representin' out that dirty-dirty Southside n***a living untrustworthy You heard me, where word be wicked and raw Said and done, and n***a f** what you saw You know, for sho' [Hook x2]