"Livin'" lyrics
I need my... I need my-y-y
I need my dog back
Know to fuck a bitch and call back, I'm with all that, Ay
Fuck lounging, more than half of these hoes hounding
Drowning, bust-down every nigga, around me
You looking for me? Yeah, yeah, you just found me
I don't smoke, but ounce me
Pocket full of all beans, eighteen, all me
'Mr.Go-Upstairs', what they call me
Little niggas trying to off me, I'm on though
Ain't no hiding when I want smoke, I'm grown bro
But I keep .40, bitch, 'cause I don't know
Hoodie on me, you see what's pocking
Keep your eye on bro, shoot my youngin to the O
Niggas talking down on bro
Shoot my youngin towards they hoe
He foul with it, she ain't going in, if I don't hit it
Real talk, my smile bright, but I get real dark
Ain't talking, just going to up something
What's the number? But more importantly, who all with you?
'Cause for that pape', we handle all 'issues'
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch
About a slut, about a hoe counting my pockets
Bro, 'cause I'm popping
These niggas Perc ten's
Nigga, I'm Oxy's
Same nigga main man's, nigga, I dropped him
Hellcat, seventeen, nigga, I copped it
East side of the city, nigga, I locked it
Niggas say they fucking with me? I doubt it
'Bo's, 'beans', 'dog' and lean, nigga, my topics
I'm not stopping, you don't like it? Nigga, stop watching
I stopped copping, had to front a couple
My new whites, I don't want to touch them
Don't want to hug, I just want to fuck you
Now she in love, heard a nigga coming
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
I need my dog back
Know to fuck a bitch and call back, I'm with all that, Ay
Fuck lounging, more than half of these hoes hounding
Drowning, bust-down every nigga, around me
You looking for me? Yeah, yeah, you just found me
I don't smoke, but ounce me
Pocket full of all beans, eighteen, all me
'Mr.Go-Upstairs', what they call me
Little niggas trying to off me, I'm on though
Ain't no hiding when I want smoke, I'm grown bro
But I keep .40, bitch, 'cause I don't know
Hoodie on me, you see what's pocking
Keep your eye on bro, shoot my youngin to the O
Niggas talking down on bro
Shoot my youngin towards they hoe
He foul with it, she ain't going in, if I don't hit it
Real talk, my smile bright, but I get real dark
Ain't talking, just going to up something
What's the number? But more importantly, who all with you?
'Cause for that pape', we handle all 'issues'
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch
About a slut, about a hoe counting my pockets
Bro, 'cause I'm popping
These niggas Perc ten's
Nigga, I'm Oxy's
Same nigga main man's, nigga, I dropped him
Hellcat, seventeen, nigga, I copped it
East side of the city, nigga, I locked it
Niggas say they fucking with me? I doubt it
'Bo's, 'beans', 'dog' and lean, nigga, my topics
I'm not stopping, you don't like it? Nigga, stop watching
I stopped copping, had to front a couple
My new whites, I don't want to touch them
Don't want to hug, I just want to fuck you
Now she in love, heard a nigga coming
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
Bag gone, I'm on
Slapping, that's my phone
Sneak dissing, I'm with it
Why? 'Cause I'm living
Fuck how ya'll feeling
