Living Life (feat. Rowdy Rebel)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me tell you I'm conceited, bitch, I don't need a bitch
They be begging me to breed a bitch, but I can't keep a bitch
You know me, right after I beat it bitch, I'ma leave it, bitch
I ain't even with the screaming shit, I'ma freeze a bitch
Then ask Monte where my sneakers went, with the Bimmer whip
Shooting niggas front of Keisha crib, right where Keisha live
Homie, tell me if you need a shift, I'm at Rita crib
CC2's like every weekend, bitch, ain't no sleeping this
Let me tell you 'bout my reckless life, I was selling white
Homies 'bout to 'cause some wreck tonight, ain't no check tonight
Police looking for us left to right, ain't no rest tonight
We on the run until the check is right, you get the message, a'ight?
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Ah (prr), uh
I'm living life like a boss (a boss)
Bitch, take a photo and get busy with a star (with a star)
I'm living large, so don't know the total to my car (skrr, skrr)
But I just know that shit real fast when it start (when it start)
Shit, watch me take off, I'm a fool, I'm a dog (I'm a dog)
I'm a nigga that make music for a job (for a job)
I'll drop a bomb on your beat, but it costs
Nigga, what you thought? Bitch, I'm Rowdy, I go hard (Rowdy baby)
With 30 bands, then I blow it on the squad (shmoney)
Give a little bit of shmoney to my moms (to my momma)
Remember when that nigga used to jugg and rob?
Now we living large
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life (living life)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me tell you I'm conceited, bitch, I don't need a bitch
They be begging me to breed a bitch, but I can't keep a bitch
You know me, right after I beat it bitch, I'ma leave it, bitch
I ain't even with the screaming shit, I'ma freeze a bitch
Then ask Monte where my sneakers went, with the Bimmer whip
Shooting niggas front of Keisha crib, right where Keisha live
Homie, tell me if you need a shift, I'm at Rita crib
CC2's like every weekend, bitch, ain't no sleeping this
Let me tell you 'bout my reckless life, I was selling white
Homies 'bout to 'cause some wreck tonight, ain't no check tonight
Police looking for us left to right, ain't no rest tonight
We on the run until the check is right, you get the message, a'ight?
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Ah (prr), uh
I'm living life like a boss (a boss)
Bitch, take a photo and get busy with a star (with a star)
I'm living large, so don't know the total to my car (skrr, skrr)
But I just know that shit real fast when it start (when it start)
Shit, watch me take off, I'm a fool, I'm a dog (I'm a dog)
I'm a nigga that make music for a job (for a job)
I'll drop a bomb on your beat, but it costs
Nigga, what you thought? Bitch, I'm Rowdy, I go hard (Rowdy baby)
With 30 bands, then I blow it on the squad (shmoney)
Give a little bit of shmoney to my moms (to my momma)
Remember when that nigga used to jugg and rob?
Now we living large
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life
Now what you know about that kitchen life
When we was pitching white?
People saying that our vision right, but we ain't living right
I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life
Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life (living life)
Credits
Writer(s): Ackquille Pollard, Chad Marshall, Billy Mattson
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