[Project Pat]
  I was broke pocket full of lint now I'm on the bricks
  getting paid like no other dog now I'm stackin' chips
  on the road like a trucker man had to take some trips
  doing shows for my brothers but strapped with extra clicks
  just in case any sucker would wanna run his lips
  a female I don't trust her cause women like to trip
  I stay all by my getty green hell with some time
  there some crime that was petty seem still getting mine
  all this hate trip I'm hearing though you I ain't fearing
  better try to be growing old man with your children
  escalate what a nigga staring his last days nearing
  trying to get it right with god only one who I'm fearing
  hopin' I'ma make it keep it real
  never knew I get the chances for a nigga to get paid
  so I take it living like a player should
  wishin' that you could knowin' it's all to the good
  still down with the hood
  
  [Chorus: repeat]
  This Life We Live (Life as we see it)
  See it's oh so beautiful (Oh it's so) beautiful
  Oh so beautiful (Oh it's so beautiful)
  
  [Project Pat]
  Last year my cousin took a fall, a sad song
  seem like we were just on the phone now he gone
  people use to try to judge him sayin' he was wrong
  but you can't try to judge a man you do you wrong
  smokin' out on a daily base I'm in the clouds
  drinkin' liqour fallin' on my face
  wondering how I survive all this foolishness
  up in the street ridin' dirty I ain't new to this
  I'm packin' heat but the streets very hazardous
  to a niggaz health watch your step you ain't Lazarus
  you'll meet your death
  I'm the man from the North, North site of the town
  with the will to support me and keep em found
  stayin' down got your gold grills dro in the air
  barbecue on the grill sun cool for a player
  when I ride through the streets hoes are plentiful
  Cause the life that we live so beau-ti-ful
  
  [(Chorus) 2x]
  
  [Project Pat]
  Gotta take the good with the bad
  smile with the sad, love what you got
  and remember what you had messin' with the ones
  who help me in the times
  when I was flat broke didn't even have a dime
  my family they was there, my niggaz they was there
  the rest of ya'll left me for dead didn't care
  I use to have dreams livin' large in this thang
  and by the grace of god I'm still alive in this thang
  I strive in this game to get all that I can
  Never said I'm the man, respect me as a man
  to you ones think I owe you somethin'
  now that's a joke think you bad come and get you somethin'
  how low to dope
  either treal either fake
  you can love you can hate
  either go and get your own or you can't sit and wait
  on the next man to come up you can peep this
  you can do what I do handle your bu-si-ness
  
  [(Chorus) 2x]