Ey yey ye ye ye
Ey yey ye ye ye
Ey yey ye ye ye
Who hot, who not?
Who in the drop top with the top drop?
Who wanna cop rocks from the pop shop
When the pop lock hoes in them crop tops?
Who flop, when that $kinny tape drop?
I'm my man's son with the gold twin Glock
Ya man's son get your whole team shot
With fourteen shots make cherry cop drop pots
These hoes wanna
Hang with us
Bang with us
But these hoes scandalous
And lame as fuck
And niggas wanna aim at us
But can't adjust the trigger
Take the life out this sand nigga
Fuck it, it's a cruel summer
Yeah, they fuckin' with the newcomer
If I ain't do it, tell me who gonna?
Stay away from the who wannas
Game too cool runners
I'm living like
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like
Uh
Living like tomorrow ain't coming
Chasin' money got me rapping like I'm on an empty stomach
Now and I just butterfly, Mama yona bemeztroz
Swinging on at eight time like I play for Astros
Young nigga my may watching my cash flow
But know I be hoppin' out this water since the boy was a [?]
Sinkin' or swimmin' was the only options given
On guessing you know my choice if you see a nigga position I'd be
Top Spot [?], know I was I to try now we top droppin'
Niggas hate but my hustle is what they not knockin'
Fuck If my kid name matchin' it neither
I'm still tracing rappers not giving a dopple of [?]
You talkin' tough, I be hopin' you do that when we see ya
Cricked motives just like a master vista I ain't genius
The gangsta shit that niggas talkin' 'bout just get us hyped
Pull up the [?] man and see what niggas livin' like, right?
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like
It feel like I ain't shower in weeks
Dreads smell like flowery trees
That can feel us our release
I smoke hourly three
Times four, why you working for hourly fees?
A Saudi choking on clouds at east
My crew float in all bags of weed
A few times a week
You know 'em guns never proudly preach
Cuz 'em killers and some Cali thieves
I'm a moafuckin' hustler
You know I keep tha thang on me
Try to bang on me
You know I bang off three
Second, flow automatic weapon
The goat let it go, double O seven
Puff and roll got me closer to god
Hey, shit's supposed to be hard
We shootin' for stars
The $kinny keep on killing tha odds
I'm buzzin'
At strings n' guitars
I'm living life
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like
Yeah, I'm living life
Living like