Jefe Beats - Livin' Life (feat. 1800Goon & RJ $tackhouse)

Most these niggas ain't really gonna stand on business (no bap)
Most these niggas ain't really gonna stand on his ten
Most these niggas be cap cap
We hop in the car and smash that
We don't give a fuck nigga we can crash out
I'm rockin' designer
I'm rockin' designer I leave the tag (tag)
Fuck nigga run that red light (what)
We give em a tag (tag)
You would've thought I was bathin' niggas (no homo)
I gave 'em a bath (what what)
I think I'm in love with this bitch
I'm in love with this bitch (in love)
I'm going to give her a bag (a bag)
I remember the day I was sad and mad (sad)
Went and got me a bag
Now a young nigga be shoppin' in Manhattan
Go spend me a bag (no bap)
I hop off stage and go fuck my bitch
Why would I hang with them fuck niggas
They ain't really talkin' bout shit
If a nigga say fuck 18
That nigga ain't talkin' bout shit
Why these niggas trying to play me close (close)
Why these niggas trying to fuck my bitch
I swear I really ain't trippin bout shit
Can't trip I ain't trip bout a hoe or a bitch
I came from the trap with the bricks and yola
I swear to God imma trap til it's over
I came from the gutter we was eatin' Stouffer
If 12 come put the bricks in the stove
Fuck it I got my wrist in the bowl
Fuck it I mix the new with the old
I'm mixin' designer it's new and it's old
Designer coat cuz you know it get cold
My homegirl say hoes don't get cold
My homeboy said he'll die bout that code (he'll die)
18 shit we'll die by that code (we'll die)
18 shit we'll ride by that code (we'll ride)
Talkin money we gon slime ya ass out (we gon slide)
Free gang had his wrist in the pot
Talkin crazy he get tied like a knot
Had to get off the block cuz shit gettin' hot
Gettin' money only way that I rock
Yeah Yeah (Yeah)
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Yeah livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Bitch I'm just livin' my life
Why they trying to live my life
Why they trying to live my life
Why they trying to live my life (yeah)
Yeah I'm just living my life (life)
And I only can live it for me (I)
I only work hard on my dreams (what)
We niggas don't know how to sleep (huh)
Lately my pockets on heap (what)
I ain't trying to fuck if you cheap (yeah)
You really just lunch for the week (yeah)
If it's mine I don't want me a piece
If it's mine I don't want me a slice
I want me the whole damn thang
Fuck how you feeling, fuck how you living, cuz I'm in my own damn lane (yeah)
Niggas not talking about no ideas, stay in your own damn brain
My money longer than your fucking chia, grew from my own damn grain (uh huh)
Keeping my head on a swivel, we not in no competition (ooh yeah)
Swag over all of you niggas, you like to give to submission (okay)
Flexing done got a new look, it's really something that given (shh)
Want me to send you some shit but I never asked your opinion

Written by:
Dante Argo, Jeffrey Redd, RJ $tackhouse

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