2 Chainz

2 Chainz - Livin

rate me

feat. IAMSU!

Give head get your rent paid

Then I cut a corner like a switch blade

Bitch made nigga talking shit about her

Got a red car so I bought a red bottom

Chilling at the game sitting courtside

You're looking at the flyest nigga on the boat ride

Low life, I'm a multi nigga for life

Oh my, had it up to here like a bow tie

Cut it out, sold drugs out my momma house

So for mother’s day I bought my mom a house

Chilling in the club, standing on the couch

Nigga fuck your couch, nigga, nigga fuck your couch

Shoes cost more than that shit anyway

Any day, when the semi spray, better penetrate

Better duck, nigga

Got a lake in my yard filled with dumb niggas

I'm just livin' baby and you got that right

I'm just livin' baby and my Jordans nice

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side

Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side

Everything official, my pistol just missing missiles

As far as running game, my nigga, I need a whistle

My nigga, I need your sister, oops, I don't think that came out

Still fuck a girl with my chain out

Still do my thing with my thing out

Long ass clip, I could shoot you without aiming

My life, your motherfucking entertainment

Dangerous, leave you with the angels

Shoot your ass from all types of angels, explain this

The way I lived with a just bunch of niggas and then just me

They came close to hit that scheme

They tried to run and I said come back

If you think you alone then they're about to Womack

Hold that, riding that Phantom down, own it

Nigga said what up pimp, where the hoes at?

I'm just livin' baby and you got that right

I'm just livin' baby and my Jordans nice

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

Ride around on my side of town, you might fuck around and get peeled

I rock Mookie, rock Y3, got Bathing Apes on my heels

Nigga, this ain't no game, there ain't no competition

I knew he was a fake, I got good intuition

23 and I'm still living, been all around the world and it's still Richmond

‘Cause I'm loyal to my soil, good to my hood like oil

Got me in that water, let it boil

Bitch, I'm a boy, beat the beat up like Roy

Consider your bitch my employ'

Real to the core, straight up, I never been fraud

And I put that on my Lord

Y'all rap 'bout clothes that you cannot afford

Where's the Versace and where's the Tom Ford?

Everything we rap 'bout that shit be ours

This bitch a freak, she should get the award

I'm just livin' baby and you got that right

I'm just livin' baby and my Jordans nice

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

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