the future is looking dim cause we livin in sin...
this life is like a game and you have to play it to win...
if you lose then you die now the game is over...
so i stay playing to win that why im called a fulton hill soulja...
im never caught im on the grind i can't be stopped when i shine...
give my daughter a hug and a kiss everyday i feel like i'm running out of time
gettting threats on the phone when i'm at home alone...
i thinkg it's one of my hommies cause they the only one that knows when im at home or gone...
scared to go to sleep sleeping with my gun cocked by my bed...
my girl tired of the life im livin cause niggas shootin at my head...
waking up in the morning getting dress over my chest be my vest...
but still scared cause the bullet could be aimed above my chest...
even now im sitting here with the gun in my hand...
my 45 let me survive until im out of the game..
live fatal die fatal isnt it a shame...
but this is the life i lead until i'm out of this pain...