They lead a lifetime that is comfortable They travel far to keep their stomachs full They make their living off of arts and crafts They make a deal when they come to town The Sunday swap meet is a battle ground Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart

Living down low, down low Living that double life Down low double life 1, 2 equals us, she, she and me, I fell in loves How could something so right go so wrong Just coming in on flight 412 But she was listening on the phone I thought I had it all

But there's not much I can do here now that I'm living underground Speak now my precious whispers, float softly through the breeze Please float on by my loved ones and let them know that I'm still here So I could see what's down below me, because how I

Bad bitches is the only thing that I like Cups with the ice and we do this every night I ain't check the price (I got it) I make my own money so I spend it how I like I'm just living life And let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (nope) I ain't

I'm gonna love ya Like no one could Make your heart feel the way it should I'm gonna hold ya When no one would 'Cause I swear you deserve some good Living up in California Loving life that I've been waiting for ya

I'ma millionaire with you, with you, with you It all feels so right to be living it up for two So that's what I'ma do Yeah I'ma spend it all Like there's no tomorrow Windows to the walls I'ma get it for ya In all of my life, I've waited for someone like

That's just the way it is Things will never be the same Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself Is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black My stomach hurts so I'm lookin'

Oh, didn't I? There are times to remember and times that I wish to forget Our time together was tinged with love and regret Oh my girl, my sweet, sweet little girl Didn't I try to tell ya That life was for living And wasn't I the guy who said Stay away

I wanna dream Leave me to dream But life ain’t what it seems Oh everything’s a mess And all these sorrows I have seen They lead me to believe That everything’s a mess But I wanna dream We all are living in a dream,

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic