Rockie Fresh

Rockie Fresh - Life Long feat. Rick Ross & Nipsey Hussle lyrics

rate me

So self made, maybach music

Shout out my crishaw niggas

And sown south niggas, yeah

I pray I never die a broke nigga

To real law is owing all the dope dealers

Sometime I glorify the finer things

Because I didn’t see the minor things

At the games I’m known by the reps

Restaurants and living greedy by the chefs

Hanging with the jewels you get the meat owners

Banging with them tools you get to see a bonus

All I wanted was a chance to celebrate

We in the belly of the beast

Collect calls from gunplay

I pray one day I get to see some peace

But I’ma ride it till the wheels wore

Anythinf double m I would kill for

Shots fire, flocka, flocka, now case closed

Mexican numbers, talking them pesos

[Hook]

Yeah, so many saying I’m living life wrong

I run the card and I fight strong

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

Work all night, party all night

Counting money all night

Then I’m smoking all night

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

5 in the morning I already made 5 stacks

And saint tropez diamonds, yeah them bitches pace black

Try to put the city on your back and that shit crack

Consider me a catterpilar crane, gift wrap

Bout to take the weight off, lifestyle so boss

I could pay your cost, all my old hoes lost

Blowin weed while she blowin me, you getting blown off

And I set the bar high, hopin you can pole vault

I am not a rapper, just a real nigga

Who accidentally be rhyming when speaking on how I feel

Shout out to everybody that’s fuckin with me for real

I got that fire flowing, these bitches they know the drill

My style is all natural, bars is all factual

Want a verse, I’ma tax you, I spit like I’m on an axel

Surviving even know I’m sick, magic johnson magic shit

Laughing to the bank, but I ain’t with that funny shit,

[Hook]

Yeah, so many saying I’m living life wrong

I run the card and I fight strong

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

Work all night, party all night

Counting money all night

Then I’m smoking all night

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

I plan to live my life a rich nigga

That’s known to always keep a clip with him

Talking on the bluetooth in the 6 nigga

Lookin like a westside creep nigga

I threw the blunt cause she ain’t wrap it right

She ain’t attracted to the passive type

She told you know cause you ain’t asked her right

I’m getting head at the traffic light

Smoke is on kush that’s the average night

Money way taller than the average height

Fucks tryina live an average life

Being broke will make a nigga snap like a plastic knife

Crash, mac 11 on the dresser

All I know is I’m gonn get this shit together

Crashin, I know you heard the expression

That’s ... that’s premeasures

[Hook]

Yeah, so many saying I’m living life wrong

I run the card and I fight strong

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

Work all night, party all night

Counting money all night

Then I’m smoking all night

Young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long

A young nigga I’m just tryina live my life long.

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