Life Different
(Rich Youngin This Shit Hard)
I had dreams of this lifestyle
I got it right now I'm the one who live this life now
They told me get it up, and that's exactly what I did
Been had money fore' this shit I just had to stack it right
Always stayed humble, guess it's time to show the bragging right
Never been real talkative; shorty know I'm laid back
Out the way I stayed that
Dissing Come With consequences Best believe they paid that
Shorties always begging me, fuck Em what they telling me
Atlanta hit the stores we might fuck up Saks fifth
This ain't nun new we been balling fore' taxes
Thousand dollars on me way before I seen a stimulus
Hand out niggas always talking bout some gimmie this
I know bitches dirty wish she would say some Gimme kiss
I was living wrong I done lost all of my innocence
Got the drop no hesitation all the clips we empty it
Murders, I seen plenty those
Bitches don't excite me; I want money I had plenty hoes
Heard you got exotic Outta state, but can you send me those
I think I done made a way say they like my videos
Started off on eighty eight play my Shit in Mexico
Been knew that I had it Brodie told me just to let it show
Backstabbed, couple steps ahead tried to play me Tho
I was war ready I ain't Neva been a scary hoe
When I hit the stage dam the crowd hype different
Cut off all the leeches on my momma life Different
Yea I'm having stage appeal, Still Aint even sign a deal
They ain't know that pain was real
My guys in them cages Know they good but they was skippin meals
(Uh)
I had dreams of this lifestyle
I got it right now I'm the one who live this life now
They told me get it up, and that's exactly what I did
Been had money fore' this shit I just had to stack it right
Always stayed humble, guess it's time to show the bragging right
Never been real talkative; shorty know I'm laid back
Out the way I stayed that
Dissing Come With consequences Best believe they paid that
Shorties always begging me, fuck Em what they telling me
Atlanta hit the stores we might fuck up Saks fifth
This ain't nun new we been balling fore' taxes
Thousand dollars on me way before I seen a stimulus
Hand out niggas always talking bout some gimmie this
I know bitches dirty wish she would say some Gimme kiss
I was living wrong I done lost all of my innocence
Got the drop no hesitation all the clips we empty it
Murders, I seen plenty those
Bitches don't excite me; I want money I had plenty hoes
Heard you got exotic Outta state, but can you send me those
I think I done made a way say they like my videos
Started off on eighty eight play my Shit in Mexico
Been knew that I had it Brodie told me just to let it show
Backstabbed, couple steps ahead tried to play me Tho
I was war ready I ain't Neva been a scary hoe
When I hit the stage dam the crowd hype different
Cut off all the leeches on my momma life Different
Yea I'm having stage appeal, Still Aint even sign a deal
They ain't know that pain was real
My guys in them cages Know they good but they was skippin meals
(Uh)
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Writer(s): Adarri Lewis, Adrain Mason
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