Life On The Edge by J-Solo Lyrics

[intro]
Oh yeah
Ay free my nigga Kota[?} (free my niggas)
My nigga Deep Green (yeah)
Free my nigga Dolla (oh yeah)
Free everybody (everybody) (van dyke)
Joy Road, east side what up
What up big bro
Niggas know
Live life on the edge

[verse 1: J-Solo]
Oh it feel good to be the man
Tell the feds come and catch me if they can
Young nigga gettin' money fast
Fuck slowin' down do the whole dash

[verse 2]
I was raised ramen noodles, kraft mac 'n' cheese
I done sold it all from the drugs even [?]


[verse: Big Herk]
I'm a risk taker
Whatever it take I'm tryna get paper
Down for a get rich quick caper
I just left the wood now I'm bout to hit Schaefer
[?] is dangerous you better move where it's a bit safer
I seen mama let the shit break her
You sellin' what? then i want a lil cut
Like a quick taper
I'm from the murder mitten
Some say the dirty glove
Out here gettin' paper
We be servin' like 30 [?]
Free my man MJ
Told me he was comin' home in May
We was on the block like Dikembe
Dude did 10, coulda told
But he didn't say
Y'all cats rats with your fake ass, Kim K
Everything paid for
I done lost money but I made more
Steppin' on my toes Imma wage war
Now you got a price on your head
They'll kidnap your wife for the bread
Everyday I'm livin'