"Live Your Life" lyrics
Some of these instrumentals they get on the Internet, right
Bobby fisher put 'em on the jump drive
I then take the jump drive downstairs
I record the record I put it on the jump drive
I then proceed to take the jump drive back upstairs mp3 ready
The records then emailed DJ foot before anyone else
DJ sense will get the next e-mail
Then it's to you baby, the world
YouTube, comments, blogs, boards, (I do this)
'Cause nothing's is safe (Yeah!)
Game who gon' play today
Guess it's gon' be trey today
Reppin for VA today
Knowing what a hater say
Got my own lane
Guess it's safe to say I paved the way
Playing like the lakers back in '88
MJ fade away in '98
Safe to say that I am great
You could say I'm hungry
I could eat a lions plate
I'm a carnivore, I said before
It's breakfast time I'm spitting out metaphors
I guess I'm hella bored
Or hella talented
Who else could flip
This nigga tip shit like I done did
Do two songs for I hit the airport
In my wifebeater, in my air shorts
Dre'd head phones
Trey head gone
Pick a line any rhyme and it's dead homes
'Cause I kill beats, like a still beast
And it's still peace, you feel me
'Cause I'm still me, and I'm filthy
Living my life until it kill me
Don't believe I'm dope you must be smoking on that real D
This a real g you facing, no not mason
I am just amazing, skill and grace
They extra though like episodes of will and grace
Smoking presidential while chill getting face
I'm so Bill Clint, a head of my state
This ain't nothing new though
Catch me out on Pluto
I'm outta this world
Where in the world are you though
Some where back there
Like back back where
My fans got me
They will never trap me
That's exactly why I say that they can never stop me
Everything I do is cold Appalachians, Rockies
Mountain tops are cold as shit. Let's just see how cold I get
'Cause I'm going to the top, holla when you notice it
Boutta lotta Beatta lotta how ever the sample go
Say I gotta oh so, what I need a sample for
Got a lot of green, not enough to get a phantom tho
Running through green like a deer or some antelope
Pressure's on me but ain't nothing I can't handle tho
Nothing I ain't seen, game sweeter then a cantaloupe
I'm like the villain man they can be the good guys
I'm Heath Ledger my roles much better
No joka tho face like poka tho
Futherest you've chillies been is the pochono
All the Gs say trigga it's your time again
Plus the women feeling as if they were rising 'em
It's the T and then it's the R and then the Re and Y it's own
This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard
Your killing it right (yeah) Trey eyy eyy
Middle fingers to haters, he killing it right (yeah) trey eyy eyy
From VA to Jamaica he killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
Believe dat
Ooh. Eyy eyy
Ain't nobody dope like songz
I'm a let the beat go on
Ride the paper trail on home
Forever I'm a keep my grind on
Ain't nobody on the shit that I'm on
Not that I'm on (no)
Either I'm a go hard or go home
And I ain't going home
It's the T and then it's the R and then the Re and Y it's own
This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard
Your killing it right (yeah) Trey eyy eyy
Middle fingers to haters, he killing it right (yeah) trey eyy eyy
From VA to Jamaica he killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
Bobby fisher put 'em on the jump drive
I then take the jump drive downstairs
I record the record I put it on the jump drive
I then proceed to take the jump drive back upstairs mp3 ready
The records then emailed DJ foot before anyone else
DJ sense will get the next e-mail
Then it's to you baby, the world
YouTube, comments, blogs, boards, (I do this)
'Cause nothing's is safe (Yeah!)
Game who gon' play today
Guess it's gon' be trey today
Reppin for VA today
Knowing what a hater say
Got my own lane
Guess it's safe to say I paved the way
Playing like the lakers back in '88
MJ fade away in '98
Safe to say that I am great
You could say I'm hungry
I could eat a lions plate
I'm a carnivore, I said before
It's breakfast time I'm spitting out metaphors
I guess I'm hella bored
Or hella talented
Who else could flip
This nigga tip shit like I done did
Do two songs for I hit the airport
In my wifebeater, in my air shorts
Dre'd head phones
Trey head gone
Pick a line any rhyme and it's dead homes
'Cause I kill beats, like a still beast
And it's still peace, you feel me
'Cause I'm still me, and I'm filthy
Living my life until it kill me
Don't believe I'm dope you must be smoking on that real D
This a real g you facing, no not mason
I am just amazing, skill and grace
They extra though like episodes of will and grace
Smoking presidential while chill getting face
I'm so Bill Clint, a head of my state
This ain't nothing new though
Catch me out on Pluto
I'm outta this world
Where in the world are you though
Some where back there
Like back back where
My fans got me
They will never trap me
That's exactly why I say that they can never stop me
Everything I do is cold Appalachians, Rockies
Mountain tops are cold as shit. Let's just see how cold I get
'Cause I'm going to the top, holla when you notice it
Boutta lotta Beatta lotta how ever the sample go
Say I gotta oh so, what I need a sample for
Got a lot of green, not enough to get a phantom tho
Running through green like a deer or some antelope
Pressure's on me but ain't nothing I can't handle tho
Nothing I ain't seen, game sweeter then a cantaloupe
I'm like the villain man they can be the good guys
I'm Heath Ledger my roles much better
No joka tho face like poka tho
Futherest you've chillies been is the pochono
All the Gs say trigga it's your time again
Plus the women feeling as if they were rising 'em
It's the T and then it's the R and then the Re and Y it's own
This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard
Your killing it right (yeah) Trey eyy eyy
Middle fingers to haters, he killing it right (yeah) trey eyy eyy
From VA to Jamaica he killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
Believe dat
Ooh. Eyy eyy
Ain't nobody dope like songz
I'm a let the beat go on
Ride the paper trail on home
Forever I'm a keep my grind on
Ain't nobody on the shit that I'm on
Not that I'm on (no)
Either I'm a go hard or go home
And I ain't going home
It's the T and then it's the R and then the Re and Y it's own
This is for free, this is no charge, do it with ease, this is not hard
Your killing it right (yeah) Trey eyy eyy
Middle fingers to haters, he killing it right (yeah) trey eyy eyy
From VA to Jamaica he killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
He tight (yeah) he right (eyy) he tight (fo sho)
He killing it right
