Look at Life Different

Everybody got a story When I heard this story Boosie Bad Azz He say son I been here 40 years (Been here 40 years) Ain't had a visitor since 1987 (Damn man) Ain't had a money order, since my sister passed lil daddy (You can get some of my food) Long as I wake up every morning breathing I'm still happy (Huh bruh) I lost my Mama soon as I got my time man (Ya Mama dead too?) The family blame me for her passing And I ain't lying man (Aw man) I lost some fingers way back picking cotton in the field Say his case was kinda straight But he done ran through his appeals I'm almost in tears Say he don't want no lawyer Say he wish he had a daughter 'Cause his son heart been cold since 6 years old Told me when I leave, can I leave my socks & my tennis shoes Shit, even my state suite man Wish I could save ol' man Conversations bring realities Look at life differently It make you look at life differently now Hard times and tragedies Make you look at life differently Talkin' to this lady at visit Who was waiting on her son She say them people at Angola hatin' on her son And she don't play 'bout her son (I don't play 'bout my baby) She say her 4th son got murdered They killed him downtown And her oldest on a charge They saying he killed a boy from downtown Asked me to pray with her And asked me can I call Johnnie (Lil Johnnie) Plus her baby boy who wildin', catchin' body after body The other son, he on the dog food He lost up in New Orleans man Imagine what this Mama saw man I had to thank God for Boosie, Boosie, Boosie, Boosie, Boosie I had to go and roll a Bugle, Bugle, Bugle, Bugle (My head was hurting) When I heard OG story I had to thank God for Boosie, Boosie, Boosie (I had to hit my knees, and say thank you God) When that nigga told me I had to really share a Bugle, Bugle, Bugle He say he don't want no lawyer man Lord --- Look At Life Different - Boosie Badazz