[Intro]Yeah, It's going downFeel me, Southside representingReality, Show Love[Chorus]Things are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard toThings are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard to hold on hold on[Verse 1]One thing for sure, gotta get my smoke onPop trunk, dome lightCrawling down on chromeBeen in tragic society for twenty-six yearSee my ghetto peers lockedMama shed so many tearsHighway to hell, will it ever end for a brotherSystem got us killing each otherWe supposed to love one anotherThe game got our minds in a headlockBut in reality we working for a jail blockWill it ever stop?I mean the gameRevolving doors, escalator, when it pours it rainAnd there's no limit to lifeSo you gotta keep teachingPractice what you preachingYoung minds that you reachingTo be above the rest is quest that you strive forWhat you gotta realizeMaterial shit ain't nothing to die forBut I lie for my niggas that's gonna lie for meAnd ride down on our so-called enemyAin't no kin to meBut I intend to seeBrighter days where I'm headedEverything copaceticBig Benz super-leadedAs I smash [?]Fat Pat on the placeThat's the way it gotta beTryna see a different level of the game fo shoAin't to old to learnSo I gotta listen, you knowWhat I'm saying, try to fear meCause I'm singing the bluesEvery morning waking upSee myself on the news[Chorus]Things are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard toThings are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard to hold on hold on[Verse 2]Hot mind blownDrifting off into spaceWondering will be a day when there is no hateBut it's too late because the system is corruptYoung kids growing up with their minds fucked upStuck up in the ghetto with no place to goTryna provide for the family but it's slowAnd shit be a tripWill we ever prevail?Tryna keep the family fitAin't taking us to jailLiving hell on Earth, that's what it isBut it goes back to when our parents were kidsWe're just a new seed or a different breedBorn into the future at a high rate of speedShall I proceed?Jealousy and envy and greedAll them haters need is a pushAnd they'll be hiding in a bushTryna take what you gotThat mean another brother shotDevastating schemes and plotsMy people mean a lotNo doubt we got cars but we gotta bombardPray to the LordKeep our head straight above the swordTime repeats itself so you gotta put it downRoll over, roll blunts and put the past behindAnd try to maintain and capitalize on the gameAnd get your paper for your name and represent this thangYou know I'm sayin'[Chorus]Things are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard toThings are crazy in this lifeGotta get my smoke onIt's getting hard to hold on hold on[Outro]We gotta hold onWe gotta hold onWe gotta hold on
