Live This One
I'mma live this one life with all that I've got
Taking it all the way to the top while improving my stock
Setting up shop in any place that I stop
You can't put me in a box, I refuse to be bought
I'm working so my girl can afford to shop til she drops
Connect the dots, my plan won't be botched
Haters got nothing to say cause they know that I'm hot
You hear that
(Crickets)
That's what I thought
See I got it on lock like a marquee lock smith
I tare up the mic, y'all hardly rock it
You're Mary Poppins, I'm Davy Crockett
Representing Hip-Hop without a dollar in my pocket
Live every day like it's my last, no other options
Gotta get it popping, the clock is ticking and tocking
Even if I'm holding on by a thread I'll find a way to get ahead
Yeah you know that I got this, I'mma just
I encourage you all to
Live this one, live it up
Never give up
Give 'em the middle finger if they're giving you guff
Enough is enough, that's why Rosa had to sit on the bus
She's living through us
Yes, yes literally us
She gave it to us and now it's time to give her our trust
Make change in the world we living in
Peace can't be achieved until we stop giving in
To all the hate, violence and corruption
Manipulation is masked in the form of seduction
By people we've entrusted with our valuables
Everything you've ever worked for goes down the chute
I found the truth in the form of a sixteen
Found my sound, I'm born to make history
Stop for a minute, put ya self in some one else's shoes
And when there's nothing else to do just
Taking it all the way to the top while improving my stock
Setting up shop in any place that I stop
You can't put me in a box, I refuse to be bought
I'm working so my girl can afford to shop til she drops
Connect the dots, my plan won't be botched
Haters got nothing to say cause they know that I'm hot
You hear that
(Crickets)
That's what I thought
See I got it on lock like a marquee lock smith
I tare up the mic, y'all hardly rock it
You're Mary Poppins, I'm Davy Crockett
Representing Hip-Hop without a dollar in my pocket
Live every day like it's my last, no other options
Gotta get it popping, the clock is ticking and tocking
Even if I'm holding on by a thread I'll find a way to get ahead
Yeah you know that I got this, I'mma just
I encourage you all to
Live this one, live it up
Never give up
Give 'em the middle finger if they're giving you guff
Enough is enough, that's why Rosa had to sit on the bus
She's living through us
Yes, yes literally us
She gave it to us and now it's time to give her our trust
Make change in the world we living in
Peace can't be achieved until we stop giving in
To all the hate, violence and corruption
Manipulation is masked in the form of seduction
By people we've entrusted with our valuables
Everything you've ever worked for goes down the chute
I found the truth in the form of a sixteen
Found my sound, I'm born to make history
Stop for a minute, put ya self in some one else's shoes
And when there's nothing else to do just
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Palaskey
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