Spent my last thousand on merch
And them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
An my plugs a little weird
But the price is way to nice
F*cked up my bag 100 times
When I was f*ckin with the dice
And that act taste lil better
When you mix it with the ice
Got a clear shot for the money
And you gotta be precise
I used to pray I make enough
So I could go n hit the stu
Five hunnid 50s and 1500 blues
I need a fourty four
Inside my Canada goose
You get some money leave the city everybody ain't your friend
Had to close a couple doors
Even good things gotta end
9 figures in the bank
Then I'll finally be content
On a search looking for wock
Tryna find out where it went
When I finish up this shit
Then I'm moving to the next
I'm five minutes from the lo
An then I hit em with a text
Remember I ain't have no money
Back then I used to be stressed
Last time I f*cked up my bag
And this time I'm moving correct
How you crying over a bitch
When u know she let the crew f*ck
My dog got three kays
But we don't f*ck with ku klux
An hour going north
So I'm smoking on two blunts
F*cked up in the head
But i ain't never went to cool cuts
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
Tryna front like u ain't soft
But we can see through that disguise
I can sell these bitches dreams
I never listen to their lies
Now these labels on my dick
An that shit wasn't no suprise
Trudeua ain't give me a glock
I had to go n improvise
Now this shit fly off the shelf
So I don't gotta pay for ads
Got no time for these lil bitches
Im busy getting to these bags
When I finally bought that Ak
That shit came with couple mags
An I barely talk to juggy
He be working in those labs
Shoutout to them Abby boyz
Cause they always show me love
Shit I been numb for a minute
I been loaded off the drugs
Need a 20 for appearance
Then we'll go hit up the clubs
Had to buy a crib in Houston
Just so I could buy some guns
Back n forth on highway one
Take it slow n we can cruise
When I'm out here everyday
Ain't no way that I could lose
960 in all 50s
114 in all blues
Pillow talking to these bitches
Ain't something u should amuse
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches didn't print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands on me
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
Lil Rocky - When Life Hits Lyrics
Lil Rocky - When Life Hits Lyrics
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Spent my last thousand on merch
And them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
An my plugs a little weird
But the price is way to nice
F*cked up my bag 100 times
When I was f*ckin with the dice
And that act taste lil better
When you mix it with the ice
Got a clear shot for the money
And you gotta be precise
I used to pray I make enough
So I could go n hit the stu
Five hunnid 50s and 1500 blues
I need a fourty four
Inside my Canada goose
You get some money leave the city everybody ain't your friend
Had to close a couple doors
Even good things gotta end
9 figures in the bank
Then I'll finally be content
On a search looking for wock
Tryna find out where it went
When I finish up this shit
Then I'm moving to the next
I'm five minutes from the lo
An then I hit em with a text
Remember I ain't have no money
Back then I used to be stressed
Last time I f*cked up my bag
And this time I'm moving correct
How you crying over a bitch
When u know she let the crew f*ck
My dog got three kays
But we don't f*ck with ku klux
An hour going north
So I'm smoking on two blunts
F*cked up in the head
But i ain't never went to cool cuts
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
Tryna front like u ain't soft
But we can see through that disguise
I can sell these bitches dreams
I never listen to their lies
Now these labels on my dick
An that shit wasn't no suprise
Trudeua ain't give me a glock
I had to go n improvise
Now this shit fly off the shelf
So I don't gotta pay for ads
Got no time for these lil bitches
Im busy getting to these bags
When I finally bought that Ak
That shit came with couple mags
An I barely talk to juggy
He be working in those labs
Shoutout to them Abby boyz
Cause they always show me love
Shit I been numb for a minute
I been loaded off the drugs
Need a 20 for appearance
Then we'll go hit up the clubs
Had to buy a crib in Houston
Just so I could buy some guns
Back n forth on highway one
Take it slow n we can cruise
When I'm out here everyday
Ain't no way that I could lose
960 in all 50s
114 in all blues
Pillow talking to these bitches
Ain't something u should amuse
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches didn't print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands on me
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
And them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
An my plugs a little weird
But the price is way to nice
F*cked up my bag 100 times
When I was f*ckin with the dice
And that act taste lil better
When you mix it with the ice
Got a clear shot for the money
And you gotta be precise
I used to pray I make enough
So I could go n hit the stu
Five hunnid 50s and 1500 blues
I need a fourty four
Inside my Canada goose
You get some money leave the city everybody ain't your friend
Had to close a couple doors
Even good things gotta end
9 figures in the bank
Then I'll finally be content
On a search looking for wock
Tryna find out where it went
When I finish up this shit
Then I'm moving to the next
I'm five minutes from the lo
An then I hit em with a text
Remember I ain't have no money
Back then I used to be stressed
Last time I f*cked up my bag
And this time I'm moving correct
How you crying over a bitch
When u know she let the crew f*ck
My dog got three kays
But we don't f*ck with ku klux
An hour going north
So I'm smoking on two blunts
F*cked up in the head
But i ain't never went to cool cuts
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches ain't even print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands in 20s
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
Tryna front like u ain't soft
But we can see through that disguise
I can sell these bitches dreams
I never listen to their lies
Now these labels on my dick
An that shit wasn't no suprise
Trudeua ain't give me a glock
I had to go n improvise
Now this shit fly off the shelf
So I don't gotta pay for ads
Got no time for these lil bitches
Im busy getting to these bags
When I finally bought that Ak
That shit came with couple mags
An I barely talk to juggy
He be working in those labs
Shoutout to them Abby boyz
Cause they always show me love
Shit I been numb for a minute
I been loaded off the drugs
Need a 20 for appearance
Then we'll go hit up the clubs
Had to buy a crib in Houston
Just so I could buy some guns
Back n forth on highway one
Take it slow n we can cruise
When I'm out here everyday
Ain't no way that I could lose
960 in all 50s
114 in all blues
Pillow talking to these bitches
Ain't something u should amuse
Spent my last thousand on merch
An them bitches didn't print
Granny told me go to church
I'm in a foreign limo tint
I got 30 bands on me
When im headed back from flint
Seen my life change overnight
To shit I could never predict
Writer: Lil Rocky
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