Yea,
Yea street life
Gutter %#@!

Soldier life ^!$$%
Get it right
New York City

Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy

Do what you do

Check it out now

Yo I'm here to put my thing down
Set up shot with cocaine now
Pick off ^!$$%s who aint down

I'm in the game now
Brought a couple of cats from the way down
Who know how to slang thows

And grimmy ^!$$%s who aim wild
Who juss want to rep
And wet ^!$$%s who think foul

Ran into Jay while I'm clappin this math
This crab show me some slab
Now I'm tryna get back

We played the out skerch
^!$$% smoother then my shirt
Spit a couple of words, a pound, then he merked

%#@! he left skid marks
I let the clip spark
When off in the hood

Played the bench till its dark
I'm profouned to the drug game
A thin line between love and hate

Some ^!$$%s I love to hate
I thought my connect respect me
This ^!$$% got bad words since some haters wet me


[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City

To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder

Check it

Yo I'ma soldier to the heart
Through my blood line
One way to catch a crab is always on his front time

I keep a chicken on a bench flippin
Grippin
I smoke weed but this %#@! got a ^!$$% slippin

A herb seed burn me, drop the L
Spot it through my per-if-u
This ^!$$% tryna murder me

Shorty wop jumped in front of me
Caught one
Blaze back empty empty the roots

Through the (*##$ ^!$$%s, take that
^!$$%z killed my down (*##$
Bust around (*##$

I dont know who clapped
So I dont hang around
%#@!

Lame beat me on the ounce of raw
Dominican ^!$$%
Look innocent ^!$$%

$#&@ it I'ma finish this ^!$$%
Back the coop out the lot
@@#! one in the drop

Put the burner in the dash fee dipped in black
Got Bleek on alert
For the cat who beat me on the stack


[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City

To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder

Yo, Yo

Slow money, broke ^!$$%s, no weed
One gun
And my down (*##$ gone
Got a ^!$$% on the run
Strip hot

^!$$%s came through
Bang shots
Have me sleeping in my wheels
To the real get got
Now I play the cut

On some ^!$$% what %#@!
Flip fo-in-dicals
For real now who wants it
Two blocks from the Jay's this ^!$$% lay
He pump trays

Try'n to get the Memph man put away
His next option
Pack up get out of dodge
When he caught I'ma let the fifth give his face a massage
Too much dro got my eyes low

On the creep triple black down
Cuz I'ma cripple that clown
Spotted him by WoodHall
^!$$%s think the fe-in took off
Like he ran track or he played football
Hot day and everybody outside

I'ma catch him on that block
Where the hot wips ride
Ride slow this ^!$$% out burning trees
Wit a bad (*##$
I'ma put his brain on her sleeve
I'ts already @@#!ed
I move slow up the block

Jumped out
Made him tounge kiss the glock
I Squeeze two
And ^!$$%s seen this ^!$$% drop
Cold of the street and forever stay hot
Mother$#&@er


[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier