The Life You Live

Do a show, get a hundred bands
Then I give it out to a hundred fans
Just the way you live, when you got no friends
This the life you live, when you are the man
Tryna help others, give a helping hand
Tour the nation, see all the land
Just by my lonely, not in a band
Vibing on the beach, toes in the sand
Just tryna make a way out
Never did this for the clout
Want to make the family proud
Want to perform for a sold out crowd
Yeah, gotta prove the doubters wrong
Yeah, I know they hate but they play this song
Just tryna make it big, been waiting so long
They want smoke, but go straight to the bong

We going up, ain't no stopping us
Even if you tried to plot on all of us
Got the green on me ain't talkin about muss
Getting to the money that is a must
Mama told me money is better than lust
I'm the type to give you a full meal
You the type to just give me the crust
I would even do it if you someone I don't trust
Cuz I'm a real one
Who wanna see everyone eat
But don't get it twisted ain't nothing sweet
You the type to hate on me
In every single tweet
But really you know that I spit that heat
I heard stories of women getting beat
I heard stories of men going to cheat
So that motivated me to be a better man
Helped me create a positivity spreading plan

Do a show, get a hundred bands
Then I give it out to a hundred fans
Just the way you live, when you got no friends
This the life you live, when you are the man
Tryna help others, give a helping hand
Tour the nation, see all the land
Just by my lonely, not in a band
Vibing on the beach, toes in the sand
Just tryna make a way out
Never did this for the clout
Want to make the family proud
Want to perform for a sold out crowd
Yeah, gotta prove the doubters wrong
Yeah, I know they hate but they play this song
Just tryna make it big, been waiting so long
They want smoke, but go straight to the bong

First rapping check
I wanna buy my mom a sedan
But that ain't it
That's only where it began
Can't cool me down
Not even a fan
Spitting that heat
Don't catch a tan
Now what a shame
That boy got game
He spit that flame
But he's the one to blame
They tried taking him out
Too bad they couldn't aim
This the story of my life
Just a kid that they call lame

Do a show, get a hundred bands
Then I give it out to a hundred fans
Just the way you live, when you got no friends
This the life you live, when you are the man
Tryna help others, give a helping hand
Tour the nation, see all the land
Just by my lonely, not in a band
Vibing on the beach, toes in the sand
Just tryna make a way out
Never did this for the clout
Want to make the family proud
Want to perform for a sold out crowd
Yeah, gotta prove the doubters wrong
Yeah, I know they hate but they play this song
Just tryna make it big, been waiting so long
They want smoke, but go straight to the bong



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Ward
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