More Life

[Chorus: Mansa]
I wish my brothers getting more life
Premium, all we got is Cali and raw white
They didn't leave me with no choice
I'm living so hot in this motherfucking cold life
Buss down, hella packs, I need more ice
Plug got it for the low, I need a low price
I was living like a lowlife
Told that bitch "Stop bringing up my old life"

[Verse: Shaker The Baker]
Addicted to the streets, I'm a curbaholic
It's ironic 'cause they're tryna get me murdered on it
I really used to like that beat until I heard him on it
Baby, don't sit on my lap, I've got my burner on it
I still fuck up on the regular, I'm learning from it
I got loud, I got my Maggie, that's my herbal tonic
I was minding my business, never heard the gossip
I get higher than the motherfucking Halley Comet
Pull up on the blizzy with a fizzy in a stolen
Shit I did, it shoulda caught up with me but I'm chosen
They ain't fucking with me 'cause I'm litty and I'm frozen
Tell the plug, "I need a half a brizzy or a whole one"
Begging me to tick him, I ain't ticking it to no one
Way too many opps doing business with him, so dumb
Hundred in the minus, if they kill him then it's so done
All I needed was a good run
I've been hiding this pain
I've been hiding this pain while I've been hiding this pain
Buss down with the plain Jane
Shit changed, really ain't the same
Yeah, I'm gang but I learned to survive alone
All I needed was a burner and a microphone
I really made a killing off a Lyca phone
Gun got me feeling like Al Capone

[Chorus: Mansa]
I wish my brothers getting more life
Premium, all we got is Cali and raw white
They didn't leave me with no choice
I'm living so hot in this motherfucking cold life
Buss down, hella packs, I need more ice
Plug got it for the low, I need a low price
I was living like a lowlife
Told that bitch "Stop bringing up my old life"