24KSG4L
Rip Krys and Reed
This sh*t like a lifestyle but treat it like a religion or something
This the high-life you can say I live it up
Whole lot of lean in my fu*king cup
B*tch I'm deuce four n*gga I'll throw it up
Like propellers and elevators we going up
Long as money is on the schedule I'm showing up
For a chance to live this way you would kill yourself
B*tch I'm high as the heavens feel like I live in hell
Big wave and I got this b*tch surfing
Can't slime me ima big serpent
Deep off in that water like a sea urchin
I can take yo b*tch create another person
She don't want purse she say she want a Percocet
I'm tryna run it up and thumb through hundreds on a jet
B*tch I want some money i aint concerned about no sex
I done been up in the cut like a damn surgeon
Tree-fit round my head like a fu*king turban
Picture me and Bright swerving in Suburban
Tweaking off that xan going up splurging
I was the only one up when the plug pulled in
I can't post up on the block cause these niggas going fed
Rip to Reed can't get yo image out my head
I do this sh*t for Krys and b*tch I'm rocking til I'm dead
Holding onto sh*t that'll never reach the surface
I was running in that house and I was determined
Boy these n*ggas be talking and without a purpose
If I give you all the knowledge would you really learn it
Play this sh*t cool when the world burning
When the crystalline glass falling from the firmament
Or it shift up off the axel and it stop turning
Heart of gold EP
Amarthegreat - Lifestyle + Religion (Intro) Lyrics
Amarthegreat - Lifestyle + Religion (Intro) Lyrics
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24KSG4L
Rip Krys and Reed
This sh*t like a lifestyle but treat it like a religion or something
This the high-life you can say I live it up
Whole lot of lean in my fu*king cup
B*tch I'm deuce four n*gga I'll throw it up
Like propellers and elevators we going up
Long as money is on the schedule I'm showing up
For a chance to live this way you would kill yourself
B*tch I'm high as the heavens feel like I live in hell
Big wave and I got this b*tch surfing
Can't slime me ima big serpent
Deep off in that water like a sea urchin
I can take yo b*tch create another person
She don't want purse she say she want a Percocet
I'm tryna run it up and thumb through hundreds on a jet
B*tch I want some money i aint concerned about no sex
I done been up in the cut like a damn surgeon
Tree-fit round my head like a fu*king turban
Picture me and Bright swerving in Suburban
Tweaking off that xan going up splurging
I was the only one up when the plug pulled in
I can't post up on the block cause these niggas going fed
Rip to Reed can't get yo image out my head
I do this sh*t for Krys and b*tch I'm rocking til I'm dead
Holding onto sh*t that'll never reach the surface
I was running in that house and I was determined
Boy these n*ggas be talking and without a purpose
If I give you all the knowledge would you really learn it
Play this sh*t cool when the world burning
When the crystalline glass falling from the firmament
Or it shift up off the axel and it stop turning
Heart of gold EP
Rip Krys and Reed
This sh*t like a lifestyle but treat it like a religion or something
This the high-life you can say I live it up
Whole lot of lean in my fu*king cup
B*tch I'm deuce four n*gga I'll throw it up
Like propellers and elevators we going up
Long as money is on the schedule I'm showing up
For a chance to live this way you would kill yourself
B*tch I'm high as the heavens feel like I live in hell
Big wave and I got this b*tch surfing
Can't slime me ima big serpent
Deep off in that water like a sea urchin
I can take yo b*tch create another person
She don't want purse she say she want a Percocet
I'm tryna run it up and thumb through hundreds on a jet
B*tch I want some money i aint concerned about no sex
I done been up in the cut like a damn surgeon
Tree-fit round my head like a fu*king turban
Picture me and Bright swerving in Suburban
Tweaking off that xan going up splurging
I was the only one up when the plug pulled in
I can't post up on the block cause these niggas going fed
Rip to Reed can't get yo image out my head
I do this sh*t for Krys and b*tch I'm rocking til I'm dead
Holding onto sh*t that'll never reach the surface
I was running in that house and I was determined
Boy these n*ggas be talking and without a purpose
If I give you all the knowledge would you really learn it
Play this sh*t cool when the world burning
When the crystalline glass falling from the firmament
Or it shift up off the axel and it stop turning
Heart of gold EP
Writer: Jacon Brazle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid