Statik Selektah, Dave East, Method Man - Hard Living Lyrics

Statik (Statik Selektah)

From a pack of piranhas
Your favorite rapper pussy, i promise
Throw ladders, we climbed 'em (Climb)
Disappearing acts, we gon' find 'em (On it)
I was actually grindin'
(Grind) , biggest fear is back to the bottom
Circle his block for days
Make sure you blast if you spot him (Boom)
Used to rap for Aunt Barbara
(Uh) before fame, back in the projects
When she died
Walked around in a daze out of my conscience
Want all of my niggas chillin' on
A yacht without the nonsense
I was dead broke walkin' through
Johnson with no designer on (Eastside)
Thunder on me with a silencer
That's a quiet storm
I been about stackin' bundles
I get my riot on (Rest in peace)
I like it, I just cop it, I don't try it on
(Uh, uh) i was dead broke tryna rap
My niggas askin' me to buy a song

We come from hard living
Play the block 'til it's all finished
Pray that God feel us
We never know 'cause we all sinnin'
(Sinnin')
How you losing but you talk winning? (Uh)

The whip tinted, windows dark-skinned
Pinchin' off them park benches (Uh)
You tryna get it, put your heart in it
Get drunk at the bar with it
Niggas givin' out shots like a bartender
(Boom, boom) on tour for the summer
Make sure it's not a hard winter (Make sure)
You ain't never gotta pick us up
As long as God get us (God got us)
Ice pick for any situ-o, real from the get-go
(Let's go) shoot him in his stomach
Not in the back where his shit go
Hottest from my zip code
Let off a shot and get low (Uh)
That X, dope, and molly, EDM
I felt like Diplo

Off the rip though, I pull that
Lil Jon and tell him, "Get low"
From the get-go
This pop can cause a panic at the disco
(yeah)
You get just what you get though, I get dough
What, you ain't get that info? Then you
Ain't really knowin' what you in for
(Uh, uh) the track got extendos
Malcolm X with the gun that's in your window
Big drum be soundin' like crescendos
Get the memo, when Meth is in the house
Call that indo i'm indoor
And I'm singin' at the couch from the intro
Staten, homie
(Homie) , you don't see a thot
No ratchet on me
Pack it on me, buckin' some green bay
Gon' back up on me
Macaroni, they're still cappin' only
Like the cheese I have, you rattin' on me
I thought you'd be happy for me
Married the money, holy matrimony
You was my brony, now you actin' phony
I'm asking, what happened, homie?
Blackin' out, it's about rap to clap a homie
(Homie) soon as you step in
The mousetrap, I'm snappin', homie

We come from hard living
Play the block 'til it's all finished
Pray that God feel us
We never know 'cause we all sinnin'
(Sinnin')
How you losing but you talk winning? (Uh)
How you losing but you talk winning?
We come from hard living
Play the block 'til it's all finished
Pray that God feel us
We never know 'cause we all sinnin'
How you losing but you talk winning?
How you losing but you talk winning?