Nix Livin (feat. Fk Hershey & HBK King)

Haan
Haan
Haan haan haaan

Hop right on the beat without a hook that's how I'm hoppin out
Ain't check in I ain't never get booked so ain't no checkin out
Told my nigga boy you better look before you walkin out
It's niggas that'll get yo ass cooked and ima crash about it
In the splat when I ain't have the money for the uber
No tic for tac push up foot by foot like some rulers
Stalking on the gram tryna get the drop on the shooter
They look up to that man who a get them kilt boy find a tutor
Y equal mx plus b
Cut out my ex and cut out my boy so just me
Y equal M like why it's just me
I been gettin to the bread while my dawg was playin creep
Ain't never wanna grind like dawg I'm tryna grind
Ain't never wanna put in no time and had time
Could've been dropping hits steady flaggin why you lying
Everyone got the same twenty hours best believe I'm using mine
And I say it every time gotta grind for you to shine
I was rappin early morning lurk at night and baggin dimes
I wasn't even good walking through the hood it was nine
Stood on ten take my feet then I'm standing on my spine
Watchu on smoke say he Sosa living and that's fine
But I'm Nix living boy I'm out my body all the time
Contemplating bout the twenty-six or the one-nine
Either way when it buss leave you six feet lying
Everything I did wasn't pretty but I stand on it
Everything I do for my family and my dead homies
Never had a spoon just Mc Chickens put my hand on it
Don't call me to the stand I don't wanna lie in court your honor
Just chopped it with my brother he just moved in with our father
Think he trippen but he steady going through it with his mother
Times be different he might actually try go and be a father
Nah I'm trippen he ain't never ever support his own roster

Tampa we got a problem FK just walked in the Stu
Remember dreaming of the Royce now I only dream of coupes
It get lonely at the top change the four seater to two
Man you gots to see it through I left my rear in the view
Wish me well tell em wish me well no hello no Adele
Ring a bell opportunity ain't knocking it was hell
Use to zelle use to pop so much glad I ain't in a cell
Had to live to tell a tale you gotta fail to prevail
Can't hit the sack like a running back I'm runnin up my bag
No tic for tac had to change my ways to be the bigger man
Anyway I ain't here to stay just came to grab my plate
Was here today gone tomorrow I can never hesitate
It's HBK niggas call on me just to save the day
What's the play prolly' at the Gates maybe at the Go
Shit I don't know
Why my heart so cold might need me a coat
I've been gone for so long I've been runnin on the road

We at the Stop N' Go nigga what you want we got it for the low
Two choppas blow if I ever get touched nigga just so you know
He copped a pole he ain't let it blow that bih just for show
Hoe know your role you know how it go that bih just for throat
Yea I'm Nix livin, in a Chevy ridin heavy with no tints in it
I'm in Welly spendin plenty with my blick with me
I'm in Welly spendin plenty with my bitch with me
And she hold all my paper I don't carry shit with me
We got them sticks that there for them tricks
Go hit for hit like I sent a blitz then yo shit is grits
Yo who got hit nah I ain't no hit nah I ain't no snitch
Shit got split cause he was talkin shit now he in a ditch

Now he in a ditch I bang that double k I roll em in a spliff
Go hit for hit I'm really with the shits I'm really hittin licks
Bro pass the stick I caught em on the Ave I'm bouta buss his shit
Bro stop the whip I'm hoppin out on foot I'm bout to show em Nix

Yea I'm Nix livin, in a Chevy ridin heavy with no tints in it
I'm in Welly spendin plenty with my blick with me
I'm in Welly spendin plenty with my bitch with me
And she hold all my paper I don't carry shit with me