Saigon - What a Life lyrics
[Verse 1: Saigon] What a life. Sitting back, chipping crack with a bu*ter knife (Damn) Slanging the same thing after I done got busted twice Either this or go resort back to a slug device Run up in the gambling spot, stick n***as that love the dice What a life. Just got caught f**ing my brother wife Which led to another fight—it ain't fair to my mother, right? I done seen her hair go from dark-grey to the color white Try to convince her it's love despite the grudge and the fight What a life. Just caught a kite from my cousin Mike Said he straight in the day but some n***a husband at night Now I wish I would've took him thugging that night Matter fact, f** that n***a—we wasn't that tight sh**, what a life. If only I could trade my name to get another life, I would live the other life I wouldn't rob, wouldn't steal, wouldn't cheat, wouldn't k**, wouldn't do nothing to jeopardize another life What a life [Hook: Saigon and (Tre Williams)] (What a life). Damn. sh** ain't like it was back in the day. (What a life. Oh, it's my life) What a life, man. (What a life). Damn. Little happiness to go away (What a life. Yeah...) [Verse 2: Saigon] What a life. Wifey try slice me with a butcher knife (Woah) Defending myself, I had to uppercut her twice She call the police, knowing that wasn't aight They came and took me to jail even though I was in the right What a life. Crib got a hunnid-and-something mice Try to trap ‘em with cheese, with peanut bu*ter, with rice Exterminator a hater—he keep upping the price (Man) Catch his a** in the street, I'mma bust him up—night What a life. I got twisted the other night Woke up in some b**h bed with not a rubber in sight Don't really know if I f**ed her, but something just wasn't right ‘Cause I don't usually cuddle with a b**h I don't like sh**, what a life. I need to trade my name and get another life. I would live the other life I wouldn't aim, wouldn't hang, wouldn't slang, wouldn't bang, wouldn't do nothing to jeopardize another life sh**, what a life [Hook: Saigon and (Tre Williams)] (What a life). Damn. sh** ain't like it was back in the day. (What a life. It's my life) You gotta get it right. (What a life). Little happiness to go away (What a life. Yeah...) Try to get the other life [Verse 3: Saigon] The other life. No more f**ing my brother wife Quit guzzling brown plus hustling white Still don't talk to my cousin but pray for him every night He gave his momma some paper, so his commissary right The other life. I got rid of them f**ing mice The roaches is still around but the rodents is out of sight The strange chick that I slept with told me I didn't write But said she gave me some head and that's why I was holding her tight The other life. No more living the double life Wifey dropped the charges on me, DA and the judges tight They want to see a sister give a brother his third strike But with her, that would never occur—word, life (Word, life) That's the moral of the greatest story never told You could change however wild, however old My heart used to be hella cold ‘Til I learned life was all about self-control What a life [Hook: Saigon and (Tre Williams)] (What a life). sh** ain't like it was back in the day. (What a life. My life, my life, my life, my life, and my life) What a life. (What a life. They don't know my life). Little happiness to go away (What a life. They won't end my life) Bang. What a life. (Oh no. Yes. Oh, it's my life. Said, “It's my life.” Yeah)