Live a Little
Rap time (yuh)
Alright, plug gonna be here in eight minutes, let's see if I can get this
99 Neighbors, yo I gotta give it to these new kids
Why you trippin'?
Mama callin' me like boy what state is you in (she ain't callin' yo' dumbass)
Travel all the time, you know my patience thin
I'll get my paper thick like that's my golden rule, make them digits
I done manifested this since dropping school, holy shit
I never go back to the darker days
Never go back that way
Damn I got bags to chase, blow pack to the face
Got rats in the race, go find 'em
Hoping things don't end violent
Don't like sirens either
Fuck that bitch delete her
If she hurt you leave her
If she ain't about yo' shit, then why the fuck you need her?
I been blowing up the stage and I might break the meter
I might buy that two seater, spent my time with two liters
Cocaine flow, that nose bleeder
Cookin' up on that new heater
Cold hearted, I'm never stressin' shit (bro, you always stressin')
More money more problems, this black excellence
Back in my bag, back on the road
Back to me blackin' out on flows
Screamin' mother fuck the president, ayy
Anything goes this year, I'm still sleepin' on the floor this year
My nigga hold my beer, back in my groove
Shadow boxing the devil blindfolded, I stick and move
When there's way too many vultures in the room
Check it, I've been that nigga since I hopped up off the porch
Of course it's that pretty motherfucker with the torch
You're all welcome
The apple never gets too far from the tree it fell from
The rose that grew from concrete on this album, ayy
If you hatin', suck my dick from the back
I never lack, I'm more focused than ever
Never relaxed, semi-detached
Pack bags, hit the high road, renovate for the better
Only chance in hell that I can get recognition in heaven
So let me live, I've been givin' all I can give
I'm tryna breathe, in between sippin' all I can sip
Bitch get a grip, who's the rawest off rip? (not you, nigga)
Answer my question, saucing daily don't get caught in the mix
This life a blessing
Moving onto better things
Wasn't living right for a minute
Angle my scope, fix my sights, like a rifle, I'm in it
I'm after fast passes and some first class baggage
I'm tellin' all these suits next to me I did it off rappin'
I'm braggin' of course, haters get torched, the young hell spawn
Don't make me pull a motherfuckin' belt on them niggas
All that hatin' ain't improvin' on your health, my nigga
Being jealous never helped none of your wealth, go figure
We keep it, most definitely doper than them, stories begin
This a legacy, it never could end, flow through my pen
All these moments that I spent with my friends
It all depends, what's the most that you willin' to lend?
Alright, plug gonna be here in eight minutes, let's see if I can get this
99 Neighbors, yo I gotta give it to these new kids
Why you trippin'?
Mama callin' me like boy what state is you in (she ain't callin' yo' dumbass)
Travel all the time, you know my patience thin
I'll get my paper thick like that's my golden rule, make them digits
I done manifested this since dropping school, holy shit
I never go back to the darker days
Never go back that way
Damn I got bags to chase, blow pack to the face
Got rats in the race, go find 'em
Hoping things don't end violent
Don't like sirens either
Fuck that bitch delete her
If she hurt you leave her
If she ain't about yo' shit, then why the fuck you need her?
I been blowing up the stage and I might break the meter
I might buy that two seater, spent my time with two liters
Cocaine flow, that nose bleeder
Cookin' up on that new heater
Cold hearted, I'm never stressin' shit (bro, you always stressin')
More money more problems, this black excellence
Back in my bag, back on the road
Back to me blackin' out on flows
Screamin' mother fuck the president, ayy
Anything goes this year, I'm still sleepin' on the floor this year
My nigga hold my beer, back in my groove
Shadow boxing the devil blindfolded, I stick and move
When there's way too many vultures in the room
Check it, I've been that nigga since I hopped up off the porch
Of course it's that pretty motherfucker with the torch
You're all welcome
The apple never gets too far from the tree it fell from
The rose that grew from concrete on this album, ayy
If you hatin', suck my dick from the back
I never lack, I'm more focused than ever
Never relaxed, semi-detached
Pack bags, hit the high road, renovate for the better
Only chance in hell that I can get recognition in heaven
So let me live, I've been givin' all I can give
I'm tryna breathe, in between sippin' all I can sip
Bitch get a grip, who's the rawest off rip? (not you, nigga)
Answer my question, saucing daily don't get caught in the mix
This life a blessing
Moving onto better things
Wasn't living right for a minute
Angle my scope, fix my sights, like a rifle, I'm in it
I'm after fast passes and some first class baggage
I'm tellin' all these suits next to me I did it off rappin'
I'm braggin' of course, haters get torched, the young hell spawn
Don't make me pull a motherfuckin' belt on them niggas
All that hatin' ain't improvin' on your health, my nigga
Being jealous never helped none of your wealth, go figure
We keep it, most definitely doper than them, stories begin
This a legacy, it never could end, flow through my pen
All these moments that I spent with my friends
It all depends, what's the most that you willin' to lend?
Credits
Writer(s): Peder Losnegard, Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Sam Paulino, Connor Stankevich, Caleb Hoh, Hank Collins, Jared Fier
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