"THIS LIFESTYLE" lyrics

Dave East & Mike & Keys Lyrics

"THIS LIFESTYLE"
(feat. Kurupt)

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Taking more advice now, thinking bout my life now
20K in Saks, I blew like 10 thou in Niketown
Bout to board a flight now, thinkin shit to write down
It's fucked up, I go back to the hood and I'm aight now
Smokin with a smile on, for dolo, I don't like crowds
Got homies doin life now, relax that ain't your wife, clown
She bust down the whole clique, never choose, we just let them hoes pick
Then bust down a Cuban like a whole brick

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Talking to a smoker about how life could be
Auntie told me slow it down, she know I like to speed
Police treat us like we ain't even got the right to breathe
Short sleeves, out in Belize just cause I like the breeze
I wasn't locked out when we would talk about keys
Mobb Deep, Survival of the Fittest as I spark the tree
Kobe and Kyrie, they make my heart complete
Money is expensive language, all that other talk is cheap

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated nigga, I gotta change my price now

Your pistol don't work over here my nigga
Come close, get pistol whipped here my nigga
You ain't nothing to fear my nigga
I see straight through you, clear my nigga
You're invisible, get stuck like pencils
I fuck y'all up and then dump em in
Nigga what you want?
Nigga what's the deal?
Nigga what's craccin?
Nigga what's the real?
Real why not'?
Nigga, not why'?
I got the homies in the cut on the side
Me and Big Dave posted on post
Like who wanna fuck around with the East and West Coast, nigga
Love
Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now

Product of this lifestyle
Know my momma praying for me
But I can't turn my life down
Baby, turn them lights down
Model hoes get piped down
Pistol on me right now
Grammy-nominated, nigga, I gotta change my price now


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