Life on the Edge

Quick with the pickup
Got tired of playing pick up
Put me in coach, fuck that shit I'm getting in anyway

Balling like bitch and I ain't signed a deal

Bitch I do this shit like I got time to kill

Time getting short feel like I need to write a will
Still riding with the steel, still wild'n in the 'ville

My niggas sliding like a seal and yeah they wild for real
Yeah my niggas piping up I told my nigga chill

Married to myself I bought a ring and took a kneel
Came back on appeal, How you niggas feel

Don't really give a fuck, nigga don't wish me luck
Break a leg off in yo' bitch and got her actin up

We stick dick all in your bitch and make her tummy tuck
Pounds in the trunk, hoes taking bumps
They told me go get me some money so I got a lump

I got the mac off in this bitch I'm finna make it jump
Nigga this ain't what you, nigga you don't wanna bump

Been reckless from the jump, no parachute I jump

Everyday daredevil all I know is stunt

Evel Knievel niggas snitching, rodent weasels

Pull a magic trick turn a weasel to a skunk

Living life on the edge tiptoeing on needles



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Nick, Heartstop Jrop, And Sherpa
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