Bloody Lifestyle Lyrics

Hmm, umm, umm
Mm, mm, mm
(Ayo, Hustler, we gotta stack that guap, fool)
Long live my brothers, we did kill yo' bitch-ass brother

Lost my niggas before eighteen, some deaths had hit, it crushed my soul
I take a Perc', get in them cars, and go and spin, that's all I know
Live and die behind my niggas, when they was here it was right or wrong
I played the back when bro was shining, now I'm lost because he gone
Right now I'm hurt and lost inside, but it's okay, I know my role
Get my niggas rich and kill who go against and buy new poles
I used to dream 'bout doin' shows, but I want brains, blood and souls
My brothers tellin' me "Chill out" I said, "I can't, I'm in that mode"

Bad bitches, fast cars, brand nеw guns, ain't nothin' better
My big brother diеd, okay that's cool, you know we hand out leather
You ain't never cried in the backseat of that hot with yo' weapon
My mask was wet 'cause I was cryin', the first one we catch we gon' stretch him
All them talks we had, brother I'm just thinkin' "Why you leave me?"
Put the blame all on myself, if I was there we wouldn't be grievin'
Not a tear to shed, we woulda banged it out and lived to see it
Why these niggas trollin' like they niggas ain't dead and you the reason? (And you the reason)

You gotta think, when I rap, I think about the reason I rap (It's a bloody lifestyle)
You know what I'm sayin', that's why—, that's why you hear me sayin' "Long live my brother" every single song (It's a bloody lifestyle)
'Cause like, that's the reason I'm doin' this shit, you know that I'm sayin' (It's a bloody lifestyle)
But that's—, it's still pain behind this shit, you know what im sayin' (Blood in, blood out)

Lost my niggas before eighteen, some deaths had hit, it crushed my soul
I take a Perc', get in them cars, and go and spin, that's all I know
Live and die behind my niggas, when they was here it was right or wrong
I played the back when bro was shining, now I'm lost because he gone
Right now I'm hurt and lost inside, but it's okay, I know my role
Get my niggas rich and kill who go against and buy new poles
I used to dream 'bout doin' shows, but I want brains, blood and souls
My brothers tellin' me "Chill out" I said, "I can't, I'm in that mode" (I'm in that mode)

It's a bloody lifestyle (Blood in, blood out)
It's a bloody lifestyle (Blood in, blood out)
It's a bloody lifestyle (Blood in, blood out)
Blood in, blood out (Blood out)
I don't think they understand, like the— like the blood, sweat and tears behind this shit
You know what I'm sayin', like it's a lot of blood, sweat, tears and pain behind this shit