[Verse 1: E-40]
Still thirsty determined and motivated
If you hustle like me, then we probably related
Real n***as ain't never outdated, peanuts to a elephant
Look at my ballin' ass, mayne, I'm still relevant
I remind me of me, one of one
Snappin' like a snapping turtle, bustin' like a Tommy Gun
Let my nuts hang over my shoulder - fearless
With the wickedest flow on the planet - resickolous
Hoe ass n***as can't stand it - bitches
How did he manage to stay in demand for this? - Long
He been on since I was born, and now I'm grown
E-40 go back like Fila jackets and brick phones
Beepers and dookie ropes and Fleetwood Broughams
D-boy equipment, Eastmont and Hilltop Mall
You talk it, I lived it, you can ask my partner Paul
Quit the D game and went independent, boy, I helped pioneer this

[Chorus: R.O.D.]
For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life
[Verse 2: E-40]
"You know I ain't gon' shit you 'cause you my real best turf"
That's what my relative said to me when we were smoking on some herb
I said, "Give it to me straight, don't give me to me late
I hope you're on some real 'cause I don't wanna hear no fake"
He said, "Cuz" (what's happening?) "These n***as ain't cool"
(Why you say that?) "I think we got a leak in our pool
They talking behind your back and blaming you for they faults
They were talking to their batch and murder mouthing a boss"
Mayne, as much as I done did for for fools, that's how they gon' do me, dude?
N***as don't wanna see n***as win, n***as wanna see n***as lose
Threw the old rules out the window and created their whole new set of rules
It's been ugly ever since they took praying up out the schools
But I refuse, to be phony, mayne, this is true
Real n***as forgive these fake n***as for they know not what they do
Sucka shit is at an all-time high, spread like the flu
If you hang around sucka shit, sucka shit gon' rub off on you
That's real

[Chorus: R.O.D.]
For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life
[Verse 3: E-40]
"Loan me a couple of dollars, mayne, let me hold somethin'
I know you got 'em, my n***a, you got three albums comin'"
I got kids just like you, why you don't understand?
I dont owe you nothin', n***a, you a grown man
Fools try to test me 'cause I rap, think I got too much to lose
But I'll green light a sap, him and his dudes
I'm just a genuine guy that don't bother nobody
I just look like this, but I'll body somebody
Get 'em up outta the way 'fore they try to get me up out the way
It's ugly out here in the Bay, the clouds is dark gray
If they bit you once, they'll bite you again, gotta have tough skin
Beware of the hand that hides the snake, could be your best friend

[Chorus: R.O.D.]
For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I'm just trying to live, my life, my life
But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
(But I'm just living my life, oh yeah)
I can't live my life, my life, my life