My Life Goes On

[Intro: Big Saccs]
Damn, life's a trip
One day you there, one day you not
So I guess I gotta do what I gotta do right?
Life is crazy you know
But we gotta ride
Ride for all the loved ones
That's here and that's gone
Mausberg

[Verse 1: Mausberg]
Now I can remember waking up broke as fuck
Same dirty-ass jeans and them tore up Chucks
Sweatshirt smelling like weed and dirt
Cause I be roaming the streets, hella burnt
Ain't got a haircut in five weeks
Niggas on the street be talking be talking bad about a nigga
But I don't give a fuck, cause I'm the muthafuckin' realest
Trials and tribs, they got a young nigga strong as fuck
Cause on the daily I've been having some bad luck
Every bitch want a nigga with chips
And I ain't got a dime, so my dick is on limp
And it's a pity how a G gotta go through some shit
To get some fame in the game
Consequence is a bitch and it's a shame
How the streets is corrupted
Fuckin' up my black brothers
Do or die on these streets to survive
And can't no muthafucka hold me back
I strive for cheese, cause I done been there dog, and done that

[Chorus]
My life goes on and on and on
My life goes on and on and on
My life goes on and on and on
My life goes on, on and on and on

[Verse 2: Mausberg]
'Til death do us part, we gon' remain true niggas
Blood is thicker than water, but I drank market's liquor
Growin' up as a sho' into a full-time thug
Elementary to high school, we both had love
Comrades on the loose, ready to die for each other
Packin' twin three-eighties because we more like brothers
Do or die two times, that's what it's gon' take
To stop me and my D-O-G from pursuing our paper chase
Love for the homies like Tink and The Dirt Clan
But I'm talkin' to chosen fews, my right-hand mans
We got the same mind state, rider mentality
Getting to each other, best believe we gon' bug on flee
We had our up and downs, but we got over it
When shit got deep, we got down and drunk about it
Young ass niggas growin' up in the park
The chronic gon' be sparked
'Til death do us part, I got love nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Mausberg]
Day by day, a nigga noticin' different thangs
How to maintain and stay alive in this bloody game
By being a young true, my life is a dice game
Could be a ballplayer, but chosen the rap game
How can I step back, when time keeps steppin' on?
Only a G, so a young niggas on his own, part-time
Mother, father dead befo' a nigga born
1979, born in my own war
Me against the world, leave these suckas right behind me
Never sayin' fuck the world cause heaven is my destiny
How can I survive?
Dear Lord, could you tell me?
Steady thinkin' suicide, homies they got love from me
Always kickin' real shit, only you can feel me
Never been a buster, but a hustle-er I still be
Living do or die, with a mind full of misery
Steady thinking madness, now Heaven help me

[Chorus 2x]