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Larry June - Life Is Beautiful Album Lyrics



Larry June - Life Is Beautiful Lyrics
(Featuring 2 Chainz, The Alchemist)






Munyon Canyon


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Good morning, bitch-ass niggas
Doin' numbers and shit
Uh (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

I switch whips in the a.M., pick up the bagel with the cream cheese (numbers)
Then smoke with a view of the Sausali' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hope for them ones still in the streets (still in the streets)
Never had a job, never had a GED (not at all)
But I done pushed every V12 you can think (which one?)
Twenty cameras on my crib when I go to sleep (cool)
Never had a bitch that was hard to keep (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Found out one solid ho was all I needed (good job)
I done touched baggage claim in seven seas (all of 'em)
Seven whips, I mean eight, I forgot the G (Wagen)
If I get it OT, then the profit mean (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Left a little water on it, then I cut it clean (good job, Larry)
Small numbers add up, I need everything (I need everything)
Even baggin' up shake, I need everything (I need everything)
When it's slow, I still maintain (still maintain)
But I'm knowin' it won't be the same (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Uh, uh, yeah, uh
Get the paper, get some munyun, get paper (ayy)
Get the paper, uh, or get some munyun, get paper (that's all I do, uh)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Get the paper, or get some munyun (check me out, Toni), or get paper (yeah, a bag)
And get the paper, or get some munyun (this life is really beautiful, man, Toni)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Chanel B's, mind full of greed, Pellegrino, lemon squeeze
My car got slanted eyes like it's Philippines
All these amenities was meant to be
'Fore you do it physically, you gotta think it mentally
If I put my mind to it, I'll get it eventually
Started off poor, but I'll buy a ho, potentially
I'm a pro talkin' propensity, bitches missin' me
Niggas know I had the grams for cheap, ain't no mystery (tell 'em)
Know I got the bitch off the hook, fishes in the sea
Take it out your name, put it in a business entity
Been makin' millions, ain't no lie, is you shittin' me? (Shit)
Been knew how to aim the fire, nigga, is you shittin' me? (Bah)
Been had Pirellis on the tire, is you shittin' me? (Shit)
I'll f*ck them lashes off your eyes, bitch, we finna see
I'll buy a coupe for a surprise, baby (surprise, baby)
I'm on another tier like a crybaby (crybaby)
Lookin' at a chandelier during a wine tasting

Mm (Toni), all I do
Get the paper, uh, get some munyun, get some, uh, uh (ayy)
(Got the bitch hiking up Munyon Canyon and shit)
Get the paper, get some munyun, get the paper
(Bitch already know the whole motherf*ckin' program)
Get the paper, or get some munyun (Munyon Canyon), get paper
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You get the paper, or get some munyun, or get paper, yeah
You get the paper, or get some munyun (get some Munyon Canyon)
Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh
You get some paper, or get some munyun, yeah, yeah
You get some paper, or get some munyun, yeah

What do you want to do next in your professional life? (Or get some munyun, yeah, yeah)
Well, I'm doing it already
(Or get some munyun, uh)
Get more soulful, that's all I can say, I mean, that's what it's about
And then it's about the artist that reaches down to the bottom of their soul
And, and, and lets what they feel come through, and not what they think about
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Writer: Alan Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Colossal


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Yeah
Damn
Smoke
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy (whoa-whoa)
Damn
Close
Shh (yeah)
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy

They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it, Hoffa (damn)
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster
Said she wanna drink my kids, foster (damn)
Everything I do is real big, colossal (ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)

Everything I do is real colossal
Everything I do is real colossal (yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, Toni)

Louis bag, Prada bag, body bag, kinda sad
Smoke some gas, pour a drink, try to laugh
That's my dog, ain't no lad, nonetheless, I surpassed
You ain't first, then you last
F*ck the hearse, f*ck the grass
I'm alive and I'm lit, talkin' Benz ownership
Park a Benz on a ship
Invite chicks on a cruise, I f*cked friends on a ship (Good job)
Ain't no trend, I'm the shit (ayy-ayy-ayy)
Hell nah, I'm heaven-sent (hell nah)
See, the trench a element (ayy-ayy-ayy)
Dirty scale a element (numbers)
Forty shell a element (numbers)
Clientele a element (numbers)
Even though I got a felony, I run for president (mm)
Almost post my bezel then (mm)
Almost showed my resident (mm)
Almost showed my fire, but I ain't want no evidence

They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it, Hoffa (damn)
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster
Said she wanna drink my kids (Uh), foster
Everything I do is real big, colossal

Haters know how I'm comin', man, you know?
Everything I do is real colossal (change is everything, ALC, uh)
Everything I do is real colossal (ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy, goddamn)

'Nother level, take a photo, Kel-Tec, he movin' solo
Modern architecture in my condo, bike GP Motor
Floor to ceiling windows, K rate, 40 with extendos
Sip of green juice, mack a bitch, biscuit with the muzzle
Teamin' up, hatin' on me, I don't get it, niggas sus
Eyes closed, count above
White kicks in the trunk (damn)
Politickin', rockin' Buffs
Countin' chicken, nigga, up (bye)
Bitch, it's M's in the tuck (rich)
Like the rent, bitch, I'm up (hee-hee)
I just call it how I see it, therapeutic when I count it
Talkin' shh, move a mountain, baking soda, glass bottle (uh)
Fundamental situation, f*ck some gettin', elevatin'
I'm like Arnold Schwarzenegger, everything is correlatin'
And the shoes match the fit (yes, sir)
And the chrome got the blick (ayy)
Niggas hoes 'bout the bitch
Okay, cool, you can dip
Niggas talkin' out the neck
Never talkin' 'bout a check
Do it big, nothin' less
Coppin' Rollies with the S

They asked me, "Where the roof?" I ain't seen it (man), Hoffa
Yesterday, when I woke up, I ate lobster (now)
Said she wanna drink my kids (man), foster
Everything I do is real big, colossal (man)

(Good chat, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Everything I do is real colossal (everything I do big, this shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
Everything I do is real colossal
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






I Been


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shit, uh
Damn
Yeah
Alright

I been mindin' my business, drinkin' water
Doin' crunches, gettin' paid for discussions over Alchemist production
Use a Rolls Royce for seduction, wear a Rollie when I'm f*ckin'
You need to put a condom on 'cause you may not be that lucky
They got deadbeat moms now (deadbeat moms now)
Nobody knows where her nose goes when the sun down
Caught him walkin' to his car, gave his ass the rundown
Gettin' high on the jet, tryna calm down (uh)

I been, I hop out clean, rare like a Mona Lis-
Did the 'Rari two times, five hundred a piece (yes)
I jump rope in the mornin', then make a dub at least (uh)
And this water that I'm sippin' from a private spring (spring)
Come from them projects, but did a lot of things
Where them kilos came through and swallowed your dreams (dreams)
Niggas beefin' over hoes, man, that's out of pocket
I'm in the tropics, lightin' up somethin' with Cartier lighters

I been smokin' and drivin' while I'm ridin' in a Lambo'
Tryna dodge all the scandals like the potholes in Atlanta
Pour some codeine in the Fanta, drinkin' codeine in my Phantom
Got Hermès on my bandana, came with three hoes like I'm Santa, yes
Made her throw it back like Mitchell & Ness
Hustle plus passion equals success
Soon as I walk in, I kiss on the flesh
You ain't even gotta tell me, I know I'm blessed (i been)

I put my team in position to win
Had to cut off all my hoes and just focus on yen
If I can make a few of 'em, then I can do it again
This pinky ring cost a dollar, I be cattin' for real (dollar)
I got so much, I ain't gon' talk 'bout that
She just handle shit for me, but we don't talk like that
I put the bitch on payroll, then write it off on my tax
Then jump in my Maybach, then head back to the palace
What's happenin'? Uh

I been
Ayy, uh
Everybody wants to know where I've been (ayy)
Good job, numbers

How much life experience of real pain and heartache is necessary to be a genuine blues man?
Or can you be a happy person and still call upon something that delivers the goods in blues?
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Larry Eugene Hendricks, Tauheed Epps
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






LLC


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

So much motherf*ckin' money to get
Don't put me on none of that motherf*ckin' square shit, nigga
Straight to this motherf*ckin' bag
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

This the flow they been waitin' on
Tighter than a thong, you're assed out
Had bags of gas in the traphouse
Black couch with the TV on, mama passed out
Nigga waste lean on the pool table and crapped out
Vampire, guess I'm narcoleptic, neck on campfire
Got a pretty girl playin' and a pretty girl on standby
Know I ball hard like the starting five from Fab Five
Riverdale Road, I sold blow, landmine
Me and my wife, we sip wine somewhere you can't find
Turn your locations off and don't post the background
To me, a gangster is someone that take care of they child
I got mouths to feed, I'm the man of the house
Man, have you ever been depressed and still cracked a smile? (Mm)
Like somebody f*ck with me, man, I'm goin' viral (ah)
I smell like Porsche and Benihanas
I never let 'em see me sweat, even in a sauna (even in a sauna)

I got my car in an LLC (yeah)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon' be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything"
I got my car in an LLC
I got my pistol in my wifey's name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon' be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Crash tac' on me case they intervene (shit)
Playin' tennis with my neighbor (man)
Talkin' 'bout infrastructure, might need a bigger team (uh, man)
Bitch, I got a loft just to watch TV (damn)
And my spare dimes watchin' MTV, thinkin' 'bout a bigger crib (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
French rose what I sip as I load the SIG (damn)
I don't think I'm better than you, ho, it is what it is (uh)
You niggas be timid with these hoes, I go hard on 'em (hard on 'em)
If you not really my bitch, I ain't coppin' shit
A nighttime walk in the city with my low-key (numbers)
A French bulldog, Bottega just to hold the heat (uh)
I ain't got a bitch and a bitch ain't got me (nah)
You call the bitch phone back to back, boy, that's not P (hahaha)
Every single one of my properties in an LLC (numbers)
Every single one of my broads just wanna stay with me (for real)
Sixty-ball just for the pavers and the parking spot (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You niggas not really gettin' money, y'all just talk a lot (shit, damn)

I got my car in an LLC (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name (man)
I got more blues than B.B. King (man)
I told my son, "You gon' be a king" (uh)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (damn, good job)
I got my car in an LLC (numbers)
I got my pistol in my wifey's name (good job)
I got more blues than B.B. King (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I told my son, "You gon' be a king" (man)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (uh, sock it to me)

That's a very good idea, that's a very good idea
Bad life choices, son, bad life choices
Whoa
Well, what choice is there, Walt?
None of that was my choice
It's your choice, it is all your choice
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Writer: Alan Daniel l Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Bad Choices


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

(Never come true)

Tell her quick, do not check me ho
Check that Apple Watch
See if your blood pressure too high from eating all that DoorDash
Ho, don't play with him
Slicker than an oil spill slim
That's right, man
I got the rims before I even had the car
Yeah, look

I never tell you that I didn't do it
I'm self-made, made too influenced
I turn your castle into a ruin
Selling the seasoning to Martha Stewart
The first one get the egg, nigga, cock-a-doodle (you see, child)
Only thing we had was spread with the ramen noodles
The young nigga going sped on the pharmaceutical
Twelve come through and book 'em like Barnes & Nobles
How you go from a misfit into a mogul?
(Never come true)
Yeah
This track oughta wake 'em up, call it Folgers
Surrounded by angels, demons can't approach us
Me llama Dos Cadenas, baby, buenas noches
See I'm the big dog, I'm the Cane Corso
End up in different spots, had the same chores
Soon as I plant a seed, I pray the rain moisten
Soon as I left I knew addition gave the game poison
(Never come true)

You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(You see, child) uh
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?

A lunch in Big Sur, magnesium wheels on the Porsche
Made a couple extra, sold a half a bird with the moisture
Tryna dodge the blue and yellow jacket in them Ford Taurus
Wearing up a match time with my bitch (?)
I know I bought the ASC McLaren rocking all velour
Bucket hat cocked to the side, I'm a connoisseur
How you niggas broke as f*ck but outside chasing whores?
I ain't got no label on a fit but it's all Dior
This the flow they been waiting on, I got an eighty on
While you kissing ass to that nigga you be hating on
Got certain accounts just for money growth
And I don't even gotta do shit but just make more (you see, child)
Real nigga gon' make sure his fam good
Real nigga never quit even when it's slow
Oh, you thought them was some can goods
Bust them shits open then we right back on the road
(Never come true)

You know these bars is hard like some dang oysters
Oyster perpetual face match the Air Forces
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(Yeah)
Uh
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
Yeah (true)
Where are the good girls that made bad choices?
(Never come true)
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Writer: Larry Eugene Hendricks, Tauheed Epps, Alan Daniel Maman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Life is Beautiful


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Damn, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Man, my heart's so big, man, I had to step back (uh)
Put time in my craft, I'm a full-time dad (numbers)
Morningtime decision, hardtop or the rag (hmm)
Son dropped off, now I'm back to the lab (numbers)
G 350 sitting nice on the pavers (uh)
Espresso shot while I count this paper (cool)
New windbreaker, wearin' archive Bottega (uh)
Go tuck in Benicia with a view that's amazin' (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hit the car wash, take a jog while they cleanin' (cleanin')
A nigga like me, love, nah, you never seen him (seen him)
Al on the beat, spit my life on wax
Early morning calisthenics, after that, I kick back (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

And roll somethin' up, come with a plan
Tired of this shit, I'm tryna really live
'Cause if you don't work, you don't eat, young man (nah)
So every single day, I'm going hard as I can (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Sacrifice
I'ma live my life like I wanna
'Cause you're beautiful
So beautiful (Toni)
Life is beautiful

I don't gatekeep, I want everybody to eat
It's a cold world, Jermaine wearing a mink
Even with my shoes off, not facing defeat
Appetite for destruction, they was craving deceit
Careful what you put inside, the outside the receipt
Me and Larry take our lives, put the vibe on the beat
Say my name a couple times, I arrive in some cleats
I come straight up out the field like a nigga picking wheat
I've been on a winning streak, I made Al pick all the beats
Intermittent fasting with the burpees got me looking sleek
Kissin' on my Georgia peach, I've been on the right path
I'ma take my son to practice in these out-of-state tags
Oldest daughter got a license and I pray she don't crash
But I know she ready, shit, she got it from her dad
And my middle child never goin' out sad
If they roll joints good, I'll put 'em on staff

And roll somethin' up, come with a plan
Tired of this shit, tryna really live
'Cause if you don't work, you don't eat, young man (nah)
So every single day, I'm going hard as I can (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Sacrifice
I'ma live my life like I wanna
'Cause you're beautiful
So beautiful
Life is beautiful

Ah, life is beautiful
You know, it's the little things in life that make it worthwhile
But my issue is that when you rap
You rap about what these children relate to because it's in their body
You've already stated that
I was just wondering what your thoughts were on, um
Whether you thought you really had an impact
On a lot of the young people
Whether you thought it was negative or positive
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Generation


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

(Alright)
I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight
Alright

Rappin', that's my therapy, eat mushrooms like they jellybeans
She just want some ketamine, this right here amphetamine
And I'm from Atlanta, I might greet you like, "What's happenin'?"
In your face like acne, frozen set like daiquiri
Got it from behind, the only time she talkin' back to me
I don't front on niggas that don't have to turn they back on me
Back to back in factories, celebrities and Jazzy Tee
I buy pounds to smoke, nigga know not to say, "Pass the weed"
Cyberbeast
Same color orange as the stripe in the lease
Say, lil' bitch, dogs over here, off the leash
C'est la vie, ball over here, come and eat
Hmm, ATV, I be off the road on the street
This AP should've came with ADT
This Glock 19, it can barely drink

I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters (shit, goddamn)
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shit, goddamn)
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight
Alright (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, goddamn, good job, ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm the type to rock a white tee with an M in ice (good job)
I'm the type to pull up on that skeezer just to hit tonight (numbers)
12 on my tail, I might, rrt, hit my other spot
I'm John Wick in a black fox, knot in my sock, rockin' Gen5 (tell 'em)
Bitch on my phone, told her, "Chill, take it easy" (hold on, bitch)
Blue tips bustin' out the end, but the K to please me
Knocked a thick bitch from the A, Decatur beezy
Like a rock band 'til the clip drop
On an ATV in my Gucci flops (yeah)
Bitch, what's happenin'? (Golly)
We in Aspen (golly)
This a cabin (golly)
You be cappin' (golly)
I be mashin' (golly)
Bitch, shake somethin' (ooh-wee)
Bitch, make somethin' (yes, Lord)
Bitch, awake somethin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I hang by myself, my partner got locked up by bounty hunters (goddamn)
I tell a bitch, "Take a jetski from Miami to Bahamas"
Alright (Ayy, good job, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation got these kids all on the dirty Sprite (goddamn)
We the generation got 'em on the Perkies every night (uh)
We the generation got 'em on the switches, kill on sight (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
We the generation make 'em get revenge and candlelight (numbers, goddamn)

Good mornin', bitch-ass nigga, what's happenin? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Alright
Hop out that shit, bendin' corners and shit
Good job
Uh, uh, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Good job (yes, Lord)
Goddamn
Yee-hee
Man, uh
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Any Day


[ Larry June]
Whippin' the 'Rari, what a broke piece of shit
Sippin' the motherf*ckin' orange juice
You can't make this shit up
If you knew better, you'd do better, baby (Uh)
And we ain't f*ckin' around with you niggas, yeah (Uh)
Yeah, baby (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Larry June]
If you really wanna win, you gotta take them steps
I done had every whip, I need more investments (Uh)
I took a lotta L's, but I'm still thankful (Ayy)
'Cause it's not really an L if you gain somethin' (Knowledge)
Chairs in my crib by Jean Prouvé (Ayy)
If you wanna make a difference, gotta change somethin' (Ayy)
On my way to a dollar (Uh), thinkin' mathematics
That's savage, pushed thе dude Daniel with my hat backwards (Goddamn)
This not white gold, baby, this platinum (Baby, this platinum)
It's not a typo, baby, I'm havin' (Ayy, hold on, hold on)
My bitch ain't gotta trip on shit (Uh)
Wе out in Tokyo, spending on fashion (Good job)
Street nigga, but my income passive
I can talk this money shit in Spanish (Mucho dinero, my friend)
But I be on some whole other shit (Uh), I'm calculatin'
This the infrastructure, this the innovation (Uh)

[Larry June & 2 Chainz]
And what you appreciate (Yeah), appreciate (I'm thankful)
I'ma come through in foreign, nigga (Ayy), on any day (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'ma give it my all, nigga (Damn), on any day (Any day)
I'ma keep it a thou', nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday)
Nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Thursday, Friday, Saturday)
Nigga, on any day (Hit 'em with it, any day)

[2 Chainz]
Expired tag, I ride with a lawyer
Come to your residence and you die in your foyer
I still ask the price and I can afford it
Plenty equity, I'm a property hoarder
What's in my pocket? A rocket, a quarter
Wish a nigga would, I'm coppin' sequoia
Tried to hide the pain, put molly in water
As soon as 12 left, I was right on the corner (Yeah)
I was gettin' top like top of the morning (Mm)
After the performance, I hopped in a foreign
Labels like your style, they might even clone you (Yeah)
I was smoking at the house, a popular loner (True)
But when I step out, my aura's enormous
Familiar with the story, the hare and the tortoise
Slow and steady always gon' be my pace
Determination and consistency win the race

[Larry June & 2 Chainz]
And what you appreciate (Yeah), appreciate (I'm thankful)
I'ma come through in foreign, nigga (Ayy), on any day (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'ma give it my all, nigga (Damn), on any day (Any day)
I'ma keep it a thou', nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday)
Nigga, on any day (Any day)
(Thursday, Friday, Saturday)
Nigga, on any day (Hit 'em with it, any day)

[Larry June]
Nigga, on any day
Nigga, on any day
(Any day)
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Epiphany


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Ayy, this that lunch at Monaco on the yacht type shit (yeah)
Bounce out the boat, hit the valet, like
"Keep my shit parked at the Monte Carlo" type shit (alright)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Boss shit (alright), it's happenin'
Toni

I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments
Put two different girls in the same predicament
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany, yeah

Okay, I'm the hustler of the century
Nothin' but respect when they mention me
Yeah, I'm talkin' real, nigga, Tennessee (real)
Had her on more E than Tennessee (yeah, yeah), uh
Yeah, I like to party, I'm a Atlanta nigga (Atlanta nigga)
Whole fleet colored Tropicana, nigga ('Cana, nigga)
Make this a career, you just a random nigga (random nigga)
Soon as your song die, sell me your fandom, nigga (sell it to me)
Them diamonds you got on ain't no VVS
Cologne you got on came from CVS
You movin' with a switch, you need to switch addresses
I got more assesses than assessments
I parked the Bel-Air next to the C8
Please don't try race this shit if that's a V8
Southside got loads that's tryna see straight
Took that bitch back and got a rebate (tell 'em)

I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments
Put two different girls in the same predicament (yeah)
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it (yeah)
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly (alright)
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany (ayy-ayy-ayy)

Talkin' that shit, I'm about it ('bout it)
Water on me, I'm a fountain (fountain)
Roll on me, I'm floatin' (floatin')
Roll on me, I'm ballin' (ballin')
F*ck you mean? I'm havin' (havin')
Four-door coupe, hotboxin' (boxin')
Three hundred for my boxers (juugs)
Eight hundred for this chopper (yee-hee)
Dope fiends knockin' at the door, I'm cookin'
Sellin' yeehees for the high, I'm juggin'
Project nigga, but a ho gon' listen
Stuntin' in the whoop, any ho, I'm flippin'
World tour, I got plenty shows
She made 2K a night at Centerfold (damn)
Digi scale in my back pocket, I was up top, but I was sellin' low
On 680 in a 680, watch one-fifty, I'm an asshole
Got a Kel-Tec and a fishbowl, leave a big hole in your backbone
I'm the bale man with a bat phone sellin' hella O's like a macaron
Ayy, bitch, hand me the yoga mat real quick, please?
Thank you, I would love you, bitch (Rulers)
Escalade with the DVD
I'ma check like a PPP
Crib lookin' like a BnB (this one)
She can still see the P in me (good job)
I got rich nigga benefits
I got M's, nigga, literally (literally)
Bustin' moves outta Italy (Italy)
.223s when the drum squeeze (goddamn)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, goddamn

I'm a rich nigga with benefits
Break your heart, ribs, hundred dollar bills and ligaments (uh)
Put two different girls in the same predicament (ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Soon as I pull it out, they started lickin' it (good job, yeah)
Peepin' the way I move, I'm movin' swiftly (alright, uh)
Spoiled her with the Cartiers and Tiffany
This soundin' like a trap nigga over symphony
I knew I was gon' win this bitch, it's my epiphany, yeah

They gotta play this on the way to Austin, this shit classic
Now it's, uh
Damn, ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Tru Organics


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

La única opción es hacer más feria (oh)
¿A cuánto vende kilos? (Good job, damn)
Nos vemos en la Ciudad de México
Ahí te veo con el equipo (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Thirty minutes in the microwave, I'm hard like that (uh)
He ain't even gotta play, how he ball like that?
I got an app on my phone that I use to stretch (damn)
You so focused on me, got you dudes depressed
These not Cartier, just look at the lens
This the type of shit they give you when you cop this Benz (No)
She hopped in and hand it over, I looked back with a grin
The hot tubs in San Lorenzo, she hit for a band (good job)
This remind me of the days that I lived in the O (O)
I had the spot in Jack London with the view of the ocean
And this was 2016 when you was still in the house
I never had a rap check, but I was up in a drought (it's hate)
And every time I do a show, I get them flashbacks (flash)
I'm doin' shows everywhere I got that bag at (my old shows)
I tell my youngin, "Be cool on them Cash Apps" (watch it)
I tucked 50K cash on my last track (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Yeah, I'm indulgin' in bein' a hustler, baby
I'm indulgin' 'cause money the motivator
Ain't indulgin' in nothin' that's complicated
I'm indulgin'-dulgin', I'm indulgin'
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm goin' crazy (goin' crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper (yeah)
What's happenin'? (Uh)

It's a good day to get some paper (alright)
It's a good day to get some paper (Toni)
Baby, put away your check card, you with a trap star
I be on your side like stretch marks, yeah, I'm that hard
I am the one you can depend on, no, not a friend zone
Hit you when I touch down and I ain't talkin' end zone
Checkin' out the 'Rari Enzo to cut the wind in it
But the shit cost so much, I'm glad I couldn't fit in it
When I bought my first trap house, I put a pit in it
When I got my second trap house, I put a stick in it
I'm a digi-scale user, and you just a user
Meaning you a customer to keep down the confusion (whoa)
Preachers say we lust too much, see, we seen prostitution
And we seen random shootings, we seen some of those
Buy some drugs from random school kids
Hood'll traumatize you, carry hammers like a toolkit
They ask me how I'm survivin' around all this bullshit

I'm indulgin' in bein' a hustler, baby (yeah)
I'm indulgin' 'cause money the motivator (alright)
Ain't indulgin' in nothin' that's complicated (okay)
I'm indulgin'-dulgin', I'm indulgin'
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm goin' crazy (goin' crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper
What's happenin'? (Uh)
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Jean Prouvé


[ Featuring The Alchemist, 2 Chainz ]

Uh
Uh
Damn
Man

Some shit never change, it's a part of me (some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (all I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (still, still, huh)
Tryna shake the limelight (still, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

This the spot with Dutch glass, vintage rugs (uh)
Magazines from the '90s, black ceramic mugs (numbers)
Virtual shoppin' from my phone, I just copped a tub (a bath)
Got the shit all marble, bitch, you know what's up (uh)
She walked in, Chanel bag full of blue hundreds
Set the trap on the table, I just kept thumbin' (mm, good job)
ID verified via FaceTime (I'm doin' numbers)
Ain't no limit on this card, I can swipe a hundred (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Suede stripe on the tires of my AMG (G)
Italian summer truffle, I'm out in Italy (damn)
The boat shakin' (shit), eyes closed, dope makin' (uh)
Quick smooth conversation, she slid at the feet (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Some shit never change, it's a part of me (some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (all I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (still, still)
Tryna shake the limelight (yeah, still)

Before I get fellatio, two verification codes
I like when two to one the ratio
I forget about my ex just like Mexico
One said, "2 Chainz," the other said, "There he go," huh (there he go, girl)
Miso cod and yellowtail from Nobu
King crab from Papi Steak, Fontainebleau (uh)
Niggas know my flow nasty like Mountain Dew (nasty)
You been over here for a minute, what you 'bout to do?
See, this a silk rug, please take off your tennis shoes (please)
Got her a Kelly bag to straighten up that attitude
Versace cutlery, you don't know the magnitude
And got a nonprofit to help with back to school (true)
I keep the sticks in the trophy room (uh)
Niggas still smoke on Zoom, dope shit, off the spoon
Wake up in the afternoon, tell 'em I'm the one like after noon (woo)
You know the seeds been planted, they just gotta bloom

Some shit never change, it's a part of me (some shit just don't change, yeah, yeah, uh)
Mind focused on the time, so it's all I see (all I see, damn)
Ooh-wee, I been focused, got my mind right (tryin')
Ooh-wee, I done really got my mind right (livin')
Ooh-wee, I been tryna shake the limelight (still, still)
Tryna shake the limelight (still)
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Writer: Alan Daniel Maman, Tauheed Epps, Larry Eugene Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC






Back to: Larry June


Larry June, 2 Chainz, and The Alchemist have officially released their highly anticipated joint album, Life Is Beautiful, via EMPIRE. The project merges three distinct styles into a seamless blend of luxury, hustle, and introspection, showcasing each artist's strengths while pushing creative boundaries.

The album delivers a mix of smooth jazz-inflected beats and cinematic production from The Alchemist, balanced by Larry June's laid-back wisdom and 2 Chainz's sharp, charismatic delivery. The chemistry between the trio is undeniable, making Life Is Beautiful a celebration of success and resilience.

To mark the release, the group will perform the title track on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon next Wednesday, February 12, 2025 which will also serve as Larry June's late-night television debut. With this project, the trio cements their place as one of hip-hop's most exciting collaborations of the year.
-thesource.com
Performed By: Larry June
Featuring: 2 Chainz, The Alchemist
Genre(s): Hip Hop, Rap
Released: February 7th, 2025
Year: 2025

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