How You Live

Your crazy No JoKe

You can see the hunger in my eyes
I cut off my heart, I had to listen to my mind
Fuck love, if you ain't loyal
You just wasting time
Treat this blicky like a freak, we just gon' switch it out
It ain't no switchin' sides
Trap booming, phone chirping', Nextel
Bitches fuckin', that's your main? oh well
Project Baby, baby bottle, clientele
Get it how you live, cause where I'm from
Everything for sale

Couple scars, I think they need stitches
Can't trust at all, can't go nowhere without my blicky
I got the stove off in the booth
I brought my own kitchen
Pot hot, wrist still in the bowl
I just keep on whippin
Cookin' dope, Breaking Bad
Ice on me like Walter White
Project Baby, trap jump
Free throw line, like Mike
Let's get it, Thug Motivation
Got me feelin' like I'm Jezzy
It was hard, can't walk a mile inside these Yeezy's
I'm emotional, I love my Glock
If he get foul, then he get hit with two shots
These niggas twelve, and I can't fuck with the cops
He a rat, but in his mind, he think he my biggest op

Can't double back, switchin' sides
Better make sure that you stand on that
Is you gon' ride
I'm in that mode, can see the fire in my eyes
Chase a check, the only thing that's on my mind

You can see the hunger in my eyes
I cut off my heart, I had to listen to my mind
Fuck love, if you ain't loyal
You just wasting time
Treat this blicky like a freak, we just gon' switch it out
It ain't no switchin' sides
Trap booming, phone chirping', Nextel
Bitches fuckin', that's your main? oh well
Project Baby, baby bottle, clientele
Get it how you live, cause where I'm from
Everything for sale

Can't sell my soul, but if I do
I'll rob the devil for it back
These bitches choosy, say she love me
But I can't ever say it back
These niggas jumpin' crew to crew
But once you leave, you can't come back
I don't got nothin' else to lose
I'm puttin' my all inside these tracks
I can't even tell you how I'm feelin'
These bitches fuckin' for some dinner
These niggas flexin' for a image
But I still hope you get the picture
I upped my drip and started spillin
I popped a perc and started itchin
These niggas sour like a lemon
Yeah, when I hit her from the back
I pull her hair, she pop a wheelie
That lil' cat hell, cause when we fuck
I swear, it turn me to a demon
They say, give these niggas' hell
I turn into the devil
I'm smokin' Runtz, and sippin' lean
Fell out of love with Xannys
I'm in the cut with all these bands
Got Neosporin habits
I fell in love a couple times
Now I just want the baddest
A couple bands, just on the drip
Yeah, that's exotic fashion
Not high as me, I feel like Keed
I keep exotic packages

You can see the hunger in my eyes
I cut off my heart, I had to listen to my mind
Fuck love, if you ain't loyal
You just wasting time
Treat this blicky like a freak, we just gon' switch it out
It ain't no switchin' sides
Trap booming, phone chirping', Nextel
Bitches fuckin', that's your main? oh well
Project Baby, baby bottle, clientele
Get it how you live, cause where I'm from
Everything for sale



Credits
Writer(s): Tyquadre Rosser
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