It’s like that

Everyday another struggle living in violence,
Mothers is crying,homies is dying!
But we ain’t throwing our hands up 
Run up and buck like we don’t give a fuck 
It’s a must I stay on my toes keep my eyes on the streets
Was once told his best to know who’s your enemies 
24 seven living in the red strictly for the cause
SJ representative 
No love for the opposition
We blow those putos our commission
Or make their ass turn, Christian 
My actions just reactions of my environment 
Police lights flashing sounds of sirens 
Due to violence 
Over dope, money and bitches 
Gang retaliation or motherfucking snitches 
It don’t stop it keeps going like time keeps on tickin
My Penitentiary chances thicken
Living in the pinta you ain’t promised to make it back
Some get killed or get cracked 
For the third strike and that’s that, nortenyo lifestyle
That’ll make you cry or make you smile

[Chorus]
Every day, another struggle living in violence 
Mothers is crying Homies is dyin
But we ain’t throwing our hands up 
Run up and buck like we don’t give a fuck

[Verse]
San hoe city of the shark show off 
Come out here with a foul mouth 
And get your head blown off 
Straight to the point, we don’t beat around the bush 
Unless you one of these suckers getting beat around the bush 
Sauté that ass like it’s heater around the tush 
When the heaters get pushed, wife beaters gets smashed
After you hear the blast, it’s too late to get spiritual 
Once you hear it blow, you got a second for miracles be hungry up north it ain’t a place to floss cake 
That candy apple paint will get eight if you cross the bay 
Stop in Morgan Hill or get popped on Santa Clara
After the hammers Blair, they gonna like some candles there
Shootouts, dope deals, car, jacking, and robberies 
When war is cracking, don’t bother me
Cause I’m a rider G 
Plus a gun survivor and if your pants down they’re gonna come inside you

rap, slap, deep bass, west coast gangster rap, 90’s, falsetto, bass trap, auto tune, male, motivation