You know that lifestyle different when you f*ckin' with me
Live like us, I swear to God these niggas wanna live
I skiplagged , laid over in your city for hours
Eatin' chicken with linguine while I chill in the lounge
Coulda got on my connectin' but they gave me some miles
Rope me off in your section, put the ice on the bottle
Could hit em' all, baby, what you gon' do to impress me
A one-trick pony, that's the main reason I left her
Try to rush the mound, you gon' get hit by the catcher
I'm a dog that don't run, I'm not into the fetchin
I'm jet-lagged, but she on it, woke up rubbin' the bean
Reverse the Yankees, she a Met, so I got me a Queen
Ain't bite the hesi , seen the rim, so I gave her a tween
A flush hand, ace, queen, king, ten and a, uh
I'm not jokin' and far from soft-spoken
You can have whatever you like, like Tip wrote it
Pest control to your life, you done with rodents
My love never stop at the light, need brakes and rotors
If Wook comin' over, you lucky like four clovers
My food is made to order, my business need brick and mortar
I really turned to a hoarder, she asked, can I afford her
And told me, keep it a buck, I gave her all four quarters
The fourth quarter, but a overtime specialist
Time and a half, cause the money, it'll reel you in
She off-segment done derailed into another man
A new nigga every year, it's like leasing a Benz
Or a salvage title, my trash is your treasure, I'm not being biased
If you gon' call me anything, then call me an idol
We not in the same race, don't call me a rival
For real, career in bows, but I'm livin' like I'm sellin' white
These bags candy, hoes punchin' like it's Mike and Ike
The state lines is the reason I double my price
I got some Mex, they quadruple, they playin' with uh
They ain't skating, tennis chains and a plain watch
The first Rollie that I buy need papers and box
Just show me where, I'ma sign my John Hancock
Closin' deals with ROIs and money in stocks
I could talk like that or I could talk like this
Already up'd hundred cash, the rest tied in a risk
My crows crammin' for the bag, then I hit off that lick
He mad that she movin' loose, can't be tied to a bitch
Hand on my face, so you know I'm tied to some shit
I'm a god in my section, so it's time to repent
Had to get up out my feelings, Deez please get a grip
Two crosses on the yak, I'ma take me a sip
That lil' tab, man, I use that as a cleaner's bill
It's a recession, wipe my ass with the money still
Sparklin' water, champ glass, and today's kill
An account that got a quarter and I hustle still
Ayy, you know that lifestyle different when you f*ckin' with me
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You know that lifestyle different when you f*ckin' with me
Live like us, I swear to God these niggas wanna live
I skiplagged , laid over in your city for hours
Eatin' chicken with linguine while I chill in the lounge
Coulda got on my connectin' but they gave me some miles
Rope me off in your section, put the ice on the bottle
Could hit em' all, baby, what you gon' do to impress me
A one-trick pony, that's the main reason I left her
Try to rush the mound, you gon' get hit by the catcher
I'm a dog that don't run, I'm not into the fetchin
I'm jet-lagged, but she on it, woke up rubbin' the bean
Reverse the Yankees, she a Met, so I got me a Queen
Ain't bite the hesi , seen the rim, so I gave her a tween
A flush hand, ace, queen, king, ten and a, uh
I'm not jokin' and far from soft-spoken
You can have whatever you like, like Tip wrote it
Pest control to your life, you done with rodents
My love never stop at the light, need brakes and rotors
If Wook comin' over, you lucky like four clovers
My food is made to order, my business need brick and mortar
I really turned to a hoarder, she asked, can I afford her
And told me, keep it a buck, I gave her all four quarters
The fourth quarter, but a overtime specialist
Time and a half, cause the money, it'll reel you in
She off-segment done derailed into another man
A new nigga every year, it's like leasing a Benz
Or a salvage title, my trash is your treasure, I'm not being biased
If you gon' call me anything, then call me an idol
We not in the same race, don't call me a rival
For real, career in bows, but I'm livin' like I'm sellin' white
These bags candy, hoes punchin' like it's Mike and Ike
The state lines is the reason I double my price
I got some Mex, they quadruple, they playin' with uh
They ain't skating, tennis chains and a plain watch
The first Rollie that I buy need papers and box
Just show me where, I'ma sign my John Hancock
Closin' deals with ROIs and money in stocks
I could talk like that or I could talk like this
Already up'd hundred cash, the rest tied in a risk
My crows crammin' for the bag, then I hit off that lick
He mad that she movin' loose, can't be tied to a bitch
Hand on my face, so you know I'm tied to some shit
I'm a god in my section, so it's time to repent
Had to get up out my feelings, Deez please get a grip
Two crosses on the yak, I'ma take me a sip
That lil' tab, man, I use that as a cleaner's bill
It's a recession, wipe my ass with the money still
Sparklin' water, champ glass, and today's kill
An account that got a quarter and I hustle still
Ayy, you know that lifestyle different when you f*ckin' with me
Live like us, I swear to God these niggas wanna live
I skiplagged , laid over in your city for hours
Eatin' chicken with linguine while I chill in the lounge
Coulda got on my connectin' but they gave me some miles
Rope me off in your section, put the ice on the bottle
Could hit em' all, baby, what you gon' do to impress me
A one-trick pony, that's the main reason I left her
Try to rush the mound, you gon' get hit by the catcher
I'm a dog that don't run, I'm not into the fetchin
I'm jet-lagged, but she on it, woke up rubbin' the bean
Reverse the Yankees, she a Met, so I got me a Queen
Ain't bite the hesi , seen the rim, so I gave her a tween
A flush hand, ace, queen, king, ten and a, uh
I'm not jokin' and far from soft-spoken
You can have whatever you like, like Tip wrote it
Pest control to your life, you done with rodents
My love never stop at the light, need brakes and rotors
If Wook comin' over, you lucky like four clovers
My food is made to order, my business need brick and mortar
I really turned to a hoarder, she asked, can I afford her
And told me, keep it a buck, I gave her all four quarters
The fourth quarter, but a overtime specialist
Time and a half, cause the money, it'll reel you in
She off-segment done derailed into another man
A new nigga every year, it's like leasing a Benz
Or a salvage title, my trash is your treasure, I'm not being biased
If you gon' call me anything, then call me an idol
We not in the same race, don't call me a rival
For real, career in bows, but I'm livin' like I'm sellin' white
These bags candy, hoes punchin' like it's Mike and Ike
The state lines is the reason I double my price
I got some Mex, they quadruple, they playin' with uh
They ain't skating, tennis chains and a plain watch
The first Rollie that I buy need papers and box
Just show me where, I'ma sign my John Hancock
Closin' deals with ROIs and money in stocks
I could talk like that or I could talk like this
Already up'd hundred cash, the rest tied in a risk
My crows crammin' for the bag, then I hit off that lick
He mad that she movin' loose, can't be tied to a bitch
Hand on my face, so you know I'm tied to some shit
I'm a god in my section, so it's time to repent
Had to get up out my feelings, Deez please get a grip
Two crosses on the yak, I'ma take me a sip
That lil' tab, man, I use that as a cleaner's bill
It's a recession, wipe my ass with the money still
Sparklin' water, champ glass, and today's kill
An account that got a quarter and I hustle still
Ayy, you know that lifestyle different when you f*ckin' with me
Writer: Diante Paysinger
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid