Lyrics:

Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swaggin' ki's
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Come take a little walk with me through my neighborhood
And come spend a day in my trap
Get your paper right
And that yey some good
But you keep a tool in your lap
My lil patna holding that work
Nigga won't wait to keep around bay
Been that violator on my turf
Nigga just stage dive like that
(Hey, no)
Investigation no stating this
No witnesses, we ain't seen shit
Pull up after dawg
With that Guru on
To come see a bitch
That way he get it
We on dawg, bro, we know street lights
That pills to play at the fist fights
N'em get much to walk all night
We made crack pipe trying to get right
Midnight we shoot dykes
The whole house smell like concrete
You beat me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took that
Hoodrats on there, they loud as all I blow
This shit to you might sound wild
But this life is all I know

Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swaggin' ki's
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

(Hey)
Can you pitch me back in 93'
Bumpin' it out with Dre
While I hit some weed
Cut school, make ten G
Thirteen, trying to get ki
At fifteen, I'm a full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that shit were gone by the near morning
You wild nigga runnin' with me
I'm a sigh when under her
Dear body with none to see
That pills to play, with Jeff under her
I were 19 with two felonies
One of my best friend have a life sentence
And my other friend, would you light me
Having bought your pot, we're no longer living
All about that cocaine deal
And no education, no pot to piss in
Old school, on chrome wheel
We entertain it, pills stay hidden
That's the shit that I come from
In my heart, fear ain't none
Stand tall, I can't run from
That wildside, that I smoke on

Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swaggin' ki's
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

(Uh)
(Yeah)
All I ever did was pit on
On my old friend tryin' to get on
Shorty fell out, making these songs
Never talk down when I get home
Nigga's the type of nigga you can shit on
Unexpose, brick chrome
Guard body, big bone
That's hard body, Jim Jones
Nigga's know the sound on how we switch on him
Spend a while out when the tips on
Better make a toast, nigga, tip home
First get the bread, then get going
From the land of the land where they spit chrome
With most kids never get to live long
Get their pistols, get pissed on
Pistolwhipped and shipped, homie
Left for a minute and they switched on me
Caught them talking down, tryna bitch on me
And they snitch on me
They got shit, on me
So my guess is death is what they wish, on me
Blowing on them candles