Life

Yea yea yea (yea yea)
Like who, boo, what's up what's good with you
Nigga I ain't no fool
Yea yea yea

Aye keep it real, keep it G
Been through some shit I ain't foresee
My grandma praying every night, how could this shit happen to me
My eyes red, don't get no sleep
It ain't from puffin' on a tree
I had to grow into a man
I had to watch some people leave
I say that I don't think you heard me
Every morning wake up early
They told me that how I'm gone be rich, 'fore I'm 30
But a nigga just turning 20, I wonder who really with me
Cause I promise you that we gon' be living large in the city
Hey hey hey hey
I was tryna hurry nigga
Wanted success over night, but I ain't Curry nigga
I still bag Ayeshas
But they don't want attention from these niggas, I teach her
She listen what I say like my occupation a preacher
And I don't give a fuck
Women flock to me, but I just want the one
Shit maybe this her right here
Let me rap with you real quick shorty

Like who, boo, what's up what's good with you
Long hair, skin fair, she standing 'bout 5'2"
Pulled the mouth piece, had to bag her
Nigga I ain't no fool
I'm scared to trust a shorty though, I might just say I'm cool (cool cool)

Nigga I'm the hardest doing it
I done put my heart into this shit
I'm ballin' in this bitch
And I'm all in with this shit
I'm calling up the clique
A Tesla be my whip
I ain't never owned a stick, I ain't gon' lie
I grew up in Greedy G, that's Garland, Texas
I was hooping, but other niggas was hella reckless
I be fucking bitches badder than Alexis Texas
You don't believe me, check the checklist
Hey hey hey hey
My boy said he a lover
I told him bitches drop you quick, they working undercover
Stick and move in the cold, these bitches call me butter
Maybe this one different than my others

Like who, boo, what's up what's good with you
Long hair, skin fair, she standing 'bout 5'2"
Pulled the mouth piece, had to bag her
Nigga I ain't no fool
I'm scared to trust a shorty though, I might just say I'm cool
(I said like)
Like who, boo, what's up what's good with you
Long hair, skin fair, she standing 'bout 5'2"
Pulled the mouth piece, had to bag her
Nigga I ain't no fool
I'm scared to trust a shorty though, I might just say I'm cool (cool cool)
I might just say I'm cool but what's the fun in that
Her body beautiful, wanna hit just like a running back
I like with her she understand I'm tryna get the bag
Buy her a Birkin bag if she let me hit from the back
(And she gon' let me hit it from the back)
Yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea

Like who, boo, what's up what's good with you
Long hair, skin fair, she standing 'bout 5'2"
Pulled the mouth piece, had to bag her
Nigga I ain't no fool
I'm scared to trust a shorty though, I might just say I'm cool (cool cool)



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Writer(s): Nicolas René
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