Lit Life

Vintage
I done waited my whole damn life for a chance like this
I don't really flow on some dance type shit
But this kinda beat make you dab like
Get ya swag right
Styles shining like a flashlight switched
On
I don't rap for some claps or some dap
When I was broke on my ass I got that
I don't need a bad chick sitting on my lap
I'd rather sit on a pile full of cash
This for my niggas everyday gotta trap
Momma working 3 jobs gotta scrap
Every single crumb pringle chips get it stacked
So her son could have jays polo on his back
This for the strippers V live shaking ass
Yc cash nigga racks on racks
Everybody tryna get it like jeans no slack
Mark on playback return of the mac
Vintage no act
No fiction just fact
Call me brodini I'm whippin the track
Puffin my weedie eating my wheaties
I'm on it I'm on it like trains with graffiti
Make it look easy easy please believe me
Boomerang money come back like frisbee
Keep this hoe jumping like Kriss Kross and breezys
Call out my highlight like first take with Stephen I

Got my fam right
Got my clique right
Got my rhymes tight
And they real life
This the lit life tell em what to get like
This the lit life tell em what to get like
I'm puffin I'm puffin on loud loud
I'm killing I'm killing yo styles styles
You hating you hating me wow
You hating you hating me wow ow
Is ya fam right
Is ya clique right
Are they rhymes tight
Are they real life?
This the lit life tell em what to get like
This the lit life tell em what to get like
I'm puffin I'm puffin on loud loud
I'm killing I'm killing yo styles styles
You hating you hating me wow
You hating you hating me wow ow

Haters steady acting like a nigga fell off
But you never been on
Boy you in the presence of the throne
And for Nipsey we gone run it like a marathon
College level flow to your elementary dome
So all ya styles switching up
O you wanna be real or be getting bucks
Real world one thing can't split em up
In the real world one thing can't split em up
Yea you always saw us front row support the stage
Its time you bow down listen in amaze
Vindicate getting blazed in a daze
Picante to fakes tell em can you really keep the pace
Selfish shit I got now and I got next
Got a problem like Nike nigga come check
Traffic ticket cuz it really ain't no contest
We the best plus styles I must confess I must confess I

Got my fam right
Clique right
Rhymes tight
Real life
Live like
Lit life
Live life
Like the lit life
Puffin I'm puffin whoo
Killin I'm killing yo whoo
Hating you hating me whoo
Hating you hating me wow
It's IMI

Got my fam right
Got my clique right
Got my rhymes tight
And they real life
This the lit life tell em what to get like
This the lit life tell em what to get like
I'm puffin I'm puffin on loud loud
I'm killing I'm killing yo styles styles
You hating you hating me wow
You hating you hating me wow ow
Is ya fam right
Is ya clique right
Are they rhymes tight
Are they real life?
This the lit life tell em what to get like
This the lit life tell em what to get like
I'm puffin I'm puffin on loud loud
I'm killing I'm killing yo styles styles
You hating you hating me wow
You hating you hating me wow ow



Credits
Writer(s): Allynn Stills
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