[Verse 1] [Yung Synn]
No matter how i started life
Doesnt matter now cuz i chose an artist life

Commin out successful, no matter how hard the life
Makin sure yall get the message, no matter how fkn far the fkn mic is
Ima make the cut, no matter where the knife is

Motivation bullets, got em aimed where your lice live
Cuz im just hopin yall get somethin out my music
But i guess it's just a bonus that it feeds to your amu!@&(t

This a real city movement
Hated since my entrance
Hated for my difference but all yall sound congruent

Y-your jokes old, %#@! talkin bout this new sound
Keep throwin dirt youll eventually lose ground
Uh, with all my songs, punchlines like im born to fight

Hip hop phenemenon, somethin like the northern lights
Im doin me, shinin bright, yall just glowin lights
Im livin free, i cut the locks like a stolen bike


[Chorus] [Biggz]
Im just tryna get by

Step out the sidelines
Go into the game, gotta keep the rhymes tight
You Only live once, only got one life

Go Hard everyday, yea the fame in sight (yea)
Im just tryna get by, yea, im just tryna get by
Im just tryna get by, tryna get by, im just tryna get by


[Verse 2] [Biggz]
Get clipped by the 5-0 really aint an option

Its happened to me twice so its time to just stop this
Bull%#@! that i do for fun
Im 18 soon, its gunna come

I feel life isnt fun, anymore, lately
Gotta get serious, been on my mind, mainly
Bull%#@!, $#&@ that, ima just do me

Straight face silly wit it, i dont give a $#&@
Watchu think, watchu heard about Biggz on the block
Just bunnin up this herb, sittin on he curb

Everyday i learn so for the future ill get stronger
Cuz the government aint nuttin but some monsters
Just a bunch of liars, yall some imposters

Got myself in alot of sht, i regret that
I pray every night just to show that ill get back
On track, no slack, still smoke my weed, that

Power pack, triple jack
So ima live my life blesss


[Chorus]

[Verse 3] [Kidd Flow]

Erryday i wake up, still stuck at square one
Work hard so the outcome is income
Lose alot but a ^!$$% still win some

Nuff struggle in my life, waitin till its all done
School was no fun, i was never motivated
I would just roll blunts, goin into class faded

Failing marks when a ^!$$% got his tests graded
Checkin my report card thinkin ima never make it
All the stress got my head achin

My mom cryin cuz of all the frustration
Doin 9 to 5 to pay for my education and the bills
And to put good food on the table

Its a hard life, no job, in the streets all night
Maybe with this music ill do alright
Aint nothin realer, RCK the realest

You should cut ya arms off if ya azz dont feel this