Guilty Simpson - Wrong Hand lyrics

(sound of kids playing) Yo That fly b**h city life It's all good (x2) Yo [Verse 1: Guilty Simpson] Nightlife, bright lights The city is alive, put it in drive And bend the corners Ears burning, they talking on us, n***as and flies Mind's at peace Still see the beauty in the hideous streets of true lies Jaded view But never let the block consume me to the point where I couldn't make a major move We got too much stacked up To get the oppressors back up So instead, I'm pushing ahead On to the next phase I'm all packed up Behind the wheel the will I use to spit the real to real And now I owe the deal the deal Cause he knew sk** for sk** Forreal foreal, these rappers couldn't match up I used to say [Hook x2] (It's like life dealt me the wrong hand) [x2] I used to say (It's like life dealt me the wrong hand) [x2] But look at me now [Verse 2: Guilty Simpson] Yeah, I'm weaving through the fast lane Feel the night air almost fresh as my Nike Airs Inhale and exhale with deep breath I could live my whole life here, yeah I'm living out my luggage I truly love it, I'm buzzing before my face hits the public I'm stuck in my ways and not budging I live my whole life hustling (hustling) And today is no different I'm drifting, in my own world getting lifted Slow drag, smoke the whole bag In my lap a loaded .44 Mag And I hate to use it but I will The savages they run loose for dollar bills So I got smart and got steel For those scoping the pad I used to say [Hook x2] (It's like life dealt me the wrong hand) [x2] I used to say (It's like life dealt me the wrong hand) [x2] But look at me now Yeah Real sh**