Life Is Great (feat. Jaii Ache)
Real niggas been held back but stayed strong
Might not hit it again so baby hang on
Might hit the jeweler one time get my froze on
I just wanna park big body Benzs up at Walmart
Got damn yo I be on some ignorant shit
All black head to toe that's just a nigga summer fit
Laid up all night yea I'm on some undercover shit
Ima be here for awhile please dnt disturb me while I'm pippin it
Me and the homies hittin the scene see what it lookin like
They popped a couple Xans I'm thinkin nah man I'm coo tonight
Didn't look good from the beginnin I grinded harder just to see the light
Lookin that hard damn son see somethin you like
Must have I'm hard to miss like when that chopper spit
Homie grew up reppin bloods but his brother a crip
That nigga older he was on some other shit
As we got older feel in love with money quick
I got detention and put on a punishment
Now that I'm older them boys tryna make arrest
Weight on my shoulders nah you cannot carry this
I smoke so much that I'm a seed of cannabis
I get my bounce on nigga swaggin in the chucks
Mob niggas yea they always got that semi tucked
Im bout that bag nigga I dnt need yo pennies bruh
I'm from where niggas will hit you over ahunnid bucks
I play for one team recognize who on my side
Count my blessins before I wake and every time I close my eyes
I'm tryna be a man blinded by my foolish pride
Everybody got a struggle but where would you be if you witnessed mine
So much on my todo list but I got some time
Tryna get my head back right some shit make you lose yo mind
Why my life like this why I'm fallin way behind
These scars you can't see but you only stare when a nigga shine
This Balmain got me back up on the gram again
Stuntins a understatement seem my style should be settin trends
Africans known for killin lions tigers and bears
And I'm African dnt ask me if you should be scared
They broke the nation up then they beat the people down
Now we got back up show you how to run shit now
And it's my turn now
No ammunition but these words can hit like bullets pow!
Crazy lil niggas shoot to kill out here runnin wild
It's a price on yo head I know ten niggas prolly scope you out
All lame niggas aside I'm here for wifey now
Gotta nice ring to it but mami I need that sloppy now
I get my bounce on nigga swagin in the chucks
mob niggas yea they always got they semi tucked
im bout that bag nigga I dnt need yo pennies bruh
im from niggas will kill you over shunned bucks
It's time to make you see the real I never been a square
I might have to hit the scene with a black bottle of Belaire
I dnt see how you could ever fit my shoes G
I lift myself higher than the world I'm in the galaxy
I get my bounce on I'm hotter then the earths core
You think you know what I'm about Nigga I got a lot more
Yea I play with money you must be misinformed
You see this watch I got on yea this bitch is foreign
I had to tighten up my grip bad habits was formin
How you steady takin Ls but ain't learnin shit from it
Them drugs impaired yo team
Oh you fucked up the budget
So I had to step it up cus what you doin just won't cut it
And anybody that's hatin it's cus my accuracy
If I learned one thing this is just how it had to be
I done gone above and beyond that's just to say the least
I'm hittin sheets killin beats yea I need to feast
Might not hit it again so baby hang on
Might hit the jeweler one time get my froze on
I just wanna park big body Benzs up at Walmart
Got damn yo I be on some ignorant shit
All black head to toe that's just a nigga summer fit
Laid up all night yea I'm on some undercover shit
Ima be here for awhile please dnt disturb me while I'm pippin it
Me and the homies hittin the scene see what it lookin like
They popped a couple Xans I'm thinkin nah man I'm coo tonight
Didn't look good from the beginnin I grinded harder just to see the light
Lookin that hard damn son see somethin you like
Must have I'm hard to miss like when that chopper spit
Homie grew up reppin bloods but his brother a crip
That nigga older he was on some other shit
As we got older feel in love with money quick
I got detention and put on a punishment
Now that I'm older them boys tryna make arrest
Weight on my shoulders nah you cannot carry this
I smoke so much that I'm a seed of cannabis
I get my bounce on nigga swaggin in the chucks
Mob niggas yea they always got that semi tucked
Im bout that bag nigga I dnt need yo pennies bruh
I'm from where niggas will hit you over ahunnid bucks
I play for one team recognize who on my side
Count my blessins before I wake and every time I close my eyes
I'm tryna be a man blinded by my foolish pride
Everybody got a struggle but where would you be if you witnessed mine
So much on my todo list but I got some time
Tryna get my head back right some shit make you lose yo mind
Why my life like this why I'm fallin way behind
These scars you can't see but you only stare when a nigga shine
This Balmain got me back up on the gram again
Stuntins a understatement seem my style should be settin trends
Africans known for killin lions tigers and bears
And I'm African dnt ask me if you should be scared
They broke the nation up then they beat the people down
Now we got back up show you how to run shit now
And it's my turn now
No ammunition but these words can hit like bullets pow!
Crazy lil niggas shoot to kill out here runnin wild
It's a price on yo head I know ten niggas prolly scope you out
All lame niggas aside I'm here for wifey now
Gotta nice ring to it but mami I need that sloppy now
I get my bounce on nigga swagin in the chucks
mob niggas yea they always got they semi tucked
im bout that bag nigga I dnt need yo pennies bruh
im from niggas will kill you over shunned bucks
It's time to make you see the real I never been a square
I might have to hit the scene with a black bottle of Belaire
I dnt see how you could ever fit my shoes G
I lift myself higher than the world I'm in the galaxy
I get my bounce on I'm hotter then the earths core
You think you know what I'm about Nigga I got a lot more
Yea I play with money you must be misinformed
You see this watch I got on yea this bitch is foreign
I had to tighten up my grip bad habits was formin
How you steady takin Ls but ain't learnin shit from it
Them drugs impaired yo team
Oh you fucked up the budget
So I had to step it up cus what you doin just won't cut it
And anybody that's hatin it's cus my accuracy
If I learned one thing this is just how it had to be
I done gone above and beyond that's just to say the least
I'm hittin sheets killin beats yea I need to feast
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Writer(s): Julius Dawson
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