PriceTag - Spiteful Survival lyrics

[Verse 1: Lou Jeffe] Envision myself in a cell for the hell I brought to neighbors Derived from intuitions of itching to get this paper I was peaking through the blinds, formulating a plan To find a way inside and collect a couple grand Love of money made us flip; squeezing clips to get a grip This ain't the roles that we chose money and hoes wrote the scripts Spiteful though the truth is im trying live like Michael It's a cycle I despise you, heres some sh** to write a kite to [Hook: Sample & Lou Jeffe] (It's not right) And I know it ain't right But im looking at this life like I ain't fit to survive (But we try) Lord knows im really trying Nah im lying, holding iron while im out here getting mine (But I try) I tried to fight the good fight too While clutching on the bible The spiteful survival [Verse 2: Lou Jeffe] This paper im addicted to, got me thinking like criminals f** a 9-5 I rather die than take the minimal Self esteem and pride; got a n***a down to ride On whoever for the cake until my fate is Duncan Hines Hard to understand the logic, while im eager for deposits From the bank to fill my tank, as if im planking on a thousand Just trying splurge a lil bit, hope you get the picture The mind of a militant, while the rich is getting richer [Hook: Sample & Lou Jeffe] (It's not right) And I know it ain't right But im looking at this life like I ain't fit to survive (But we try) Lord knows im really trying Nah im lying, holding iron while im out here getting mine (But I try) I tried to fight the good fight too While clutching on the bible The spiteful survival [Verse 3: Lou Jeffe] This is just a fantasy To many its reality Due to the lack of salary Some resorting to casualty Getting rich from catching bodies As well as committing thievery Is easily intriguing me to get to where I need to be My mind is infested with demons that I fought Saying disregard the law, just to trip up on resorts My homie holding heat like he strapped up with a torch Got them ounces and them quarts Counterfeit or moving raw Opposite of living poor Connoisseur of them who*es He just get em out their dresses (dresser's) And we call it getting draws Messages to you and yours Im simply after the currency Worse comes to worst Living rooms turn to murder scenes I ain't boasting, the fact That were resorting to acts That are heinous Hard to explain it when gripping on a mag Or popping off a tag Young n***as trying to floss As we k** with no remorse Just to eat as carnivores (It's not right) [Outro: 2pac] I think when there is hopelessness people revolt Because it's like were going is American going to help us ever ? You now, cause I mean we know for a long time they haven't Are they ever ? It's like all these things are showing us, no And you know there is somebody going "no their not going to help you, no their not going to help you" And of course were seeing, no their not going to help us All B.S. aside it all comes down to we got to survive