Life Of A Nine - Issues

Heart broken, throat is swollen

Street walking, loss of hope

Fresh wounds, old scars you’ve chosen

Thirsty for a taste of youth

She’s a motherfuckin' five living the life of a nine

And thinking that she’s a bad bitch, chick is a savage

Eatin' the bullshit of every player that’s grabbing, yeah

I guess if you’re in love with the streets

Then you’ll die in the sheets

With the coke on your chest and his lips on your cheek

Play it up for me 'cause no one here can see

All of your schemes, so it’s more like a dream

Whoa, ooh la la la

You can be all that you see when you lie to your mirror

It’s not the way to do it

Can you hear the sound of your heartbeat bumpin' so loud

In his car when you’re hitting the town, getting around?

Sounds so empty, but you pop another pill so you won’t feel guilty

You know the routine 'cause when you get lit

Every guy is the man of your dreams

It’s so surreal when VIP’s on her knees

She’s a motherfuckin' five, living the life of a nine

And caught up in the traffic of midnight madness

If only there was a way to let go of the passion

For her stiletto complex, in her trap-house fashion

Wanna get in the game, what is your name, wanna have fame?

But in retrospect, you’re just like your mother

You’ll never win, you’ll never change

Play it up for me 'cause no one here can see

All of your schemes, so it’s more like a dream

Whoa, ooh la la la

You can be all that you see when you lie to your mirror

Pretend that you live for this moment

Be sure how you live it is worth every breath

Pretend that you live for this moment

Be sure how you live it is worth every breath