Ooh La La (What It Is)
I should be high
Yeah
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
I think we got one Hayden
Yeah, (aye), Aye
Yeah, you know what it is
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
Tryna get it how I live
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits (aye)
Sweet thing
Livin' life like we never before (look)
Yeah, yeah (Suav)
Ooh, la, la, la
Yeah, baby, you know who it be (aye)
Young Suavee from the Rich City streets
Had that ass spellin' like Akellah and the Bee
Baby, I'm like Pac, all eyes on me, look
One person per room is the mindset
Clock still tickin' and we still got time left
It took time to get right, but I'm set
Create some distance
We reminiscin' in my jet
I'm just tryna get it how I live
Me and THC we do it big
(Ooh, la, la, la)
Pure white Henny for the crib
South of the border takin' trips
(Sweet thing)
And that's how the game go
Gotta watch my back for snakes and these lameos
Hit up T.K. overseas he like dang bro
Up in Mexico and we runnin' up these pesos
Yeah, you know what it is (what it is)
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah (nah, nah)
Tryna get it how I live (aye)
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la (la, la)
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits
Sweet thing (look)
Livin' life like we never before (aye)
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live, why they hate on me?
I remember bein' broke, havin' nothin' to eat
Now I walk in restaurants and they pull out my seat
I'm thankful
Growin' up in the rich, I never had cable
I'm humble
Speak on me, but it's all mumble
It's sad, cause I'm really in my bag
I got it out the mud, now I'm takin' mud baths
Vichy for a week, Napa Valley after that (look)
Damn, look at my wrist (aye)
Call up JG he like, ain't that a bitch?
But my pops a Jag, he like, how you do this?
I'm a stand-up guy and your son don't miss
Paige life good, god dad for the win
Had too many fails and I took it up the chin
I'm in first place and it's only the begin
All my lil' sisters good, cause I bought em' all a Benz, skrrt
(You good?)
Yeah, you know what it is (what it is)
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
Tryna get it how I live (aye)
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits
Sweet thing (sweet thing)
Livin' life like we never before (before)
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, la, la, la
Yeah
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
I think we got one Hayden
Yeah, (aye), Aye
Yeah, you know what it is
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
Tryna get it how I live
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits (aye)
Sweet thing
Livin' life like we never before (look)
Yeah, yeah (Suav)
Ooh, la, la, la
Yeah, baby, you know who it be (aye)
Young Suavee from the Rich City streets
Had that ass spellin' like Akellah and the Bee
Baby, I'm like Pac, all eyes on me, look
One person per room is the mindset
Clock still tickin' and we still got time left
It took time to get right, but I'm set
Create some distance
We reminiscin' in my jet
I'm just tryna get it how I live
Me and THC we do it big
(Ooh, la, la, la)
Pure white Henny for the crib
South of the border takin' trips
(Sweet thing)
And that's how the game go
Gotta watch my back for snakes and these lameos
Hit up T.K. overseas he like dang bro
Up in Mexico and we runnin' up these pesos
Yeah, you know what it is (what it is)
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah (nah, nah)
Tryna get it how I live (aye)
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la (la, la)
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits
Sweet thing (look)
Livin' life like we never before (aye)
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live, why they hate on me?
I remember bein' broke, havin' nothin' to eat
Now I walk in restaurants and they pull out my seat
I'm thankful
Growin' up in the rich, I never had cable
I'm humble
Speak on me, but it's all mumble
It's sad, cause I'm really in my bag
I got it out the mud, now I'm takin' mud baths
Vichy for a week, Napa Valley after that (look)
Damn, look at my wrist (aye)
Call up JG he like, ain't that a bitch?
But my pops a Jag, he like, how you do this?
I'm a stand-up guy and your son don't miss
Paige life good, god dad for the win
Had too many fails and I took it up the chin
I'm in first place and it's only the begin
All my lil' sisters good, cause I bought em' all a Benz, skrrt
(You good?)
Yeah, you know what it is (what it is)
Each and every day, same shit
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
Tryna get it how I live (aye)
Went from the couch to a crib
Ooh, la, la, la
I'm just tryna live for a minute
Now we takin' trips, no limits
Sweet thing (sweet thing)
Livin' life like we never before (before)
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, la, la, la
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Writer(s): Stanley Dishmon
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