1st verse
Take a little journey in these worn out shoes
A day in the life of f*cken playa Ru
Roll out of bedÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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. gotta scratch my head
Rub my eyes for a while..then stretch my legs
DonÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't know the dateÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
..lose track of time
All the same to meÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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..donÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't ask me why
Never worry muchÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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..just a layed back cat
Got the droopy eyes and a twenty sack
No fancy carsÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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havenÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't made it yet
But when I do..it be a benz and a private jet
See..I came out the Grove, 5609 Petty
Another hood in H-town..where you had to stay ready
For this and that, that, this and the other
So used to gunshots never ran for cover
These eyes of mine..have seen it all
From crazy ass thieves,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
to crooked laws
From killas to SaintsÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
.to whores and fiens
Sometimes my life feels like a dreamÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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Coasting through,ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
..this life of mine
If you only knewÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
what lies inside
You would see and understand
Why I beÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
a crazy Mexican..
2nd verse
Blow tons of smoke, drink the shit out of brew
Cause where I come from itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's the thing to do
Watch my homies get litÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
they donÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't sleep for days
DonÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't try to judge me for the things I say
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's not a perfect world nor a perfect life
Though it seems a lot better after I get high
All my worries and caresÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
go up in flames
Plus a bump or twoÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
surely numbs my brain
To be or not to beÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
that is the question
IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm waiting for a sign.a divine revelation
But for now I be and enjoy this sweet
Mutha f*cka hit so goodÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
sweep me off my feet
Mr. Happy-go-lucky when IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm gone off the sticky
When IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm down in the kitty call me lickidi splitty
Chorus
3rd verse
Move around so much..like a f*cken drifter
Not much to my name..do you get the picture
Have a wife and daughter..not the best of fathers
Yet I still provideÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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at least bread and water
You can call me sorry..or even a bastard
Call me both if you like cause I know IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm an asshole
CanÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ't help myselfÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
even though I try
Rather see me smileÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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than to watch me cry
I do what I doÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
and I do it well
Got a one way ticket going straight to hell
I know itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's sad but what else can I do
Crazy Mexican ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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.aka playa RuÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ
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Chorus