Shorty K - Livin lyrics
rate meFt. Sir Michael Rocks
(Intro)
Alright, world
(Hook)
Woke up flexin' with the street ballin'
Trap on pullman, money keep callin'
Still put money ova bitches
Just another young nigga livin'
(Verse)
RIP Booth, RIP Snoop
Jet real niggas ridin' with the 30's and Coupes
Young nigga with a bat
Still use the money, count it like I don't know maps
Got a 40 in the stash, bitch with an ass
They can't even bail me out cuz I won't tell em where it's at
And my niggas got the run on that
First day I'm gettin' out, I miss the cram and the chat
I'm a hood rich nigga, can't tell me that I ain't
Cop a four door 6 with the all white paint
Tell a bitch I love her is a prank
It's somethin' that I can't
I be barely savin' what I make
Get the presidential rollies with the bezzel in they face
All these damn mice beggin' for a fat case
Rib too big, can't put it in the chase
Truckload, nigga, don't send it next day
(Hook x2)
Woke up flexin' with the street ballin'
Trap on pullman, money keep callin'
Still put money ova bitches
Just another young nigga livin'
(Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks)
Aye, I'm prayin' they let my connect free
They sayn tho he get 6, he prolly do 3
Karate choppin' the bricks, a nigga Jet Lee
My nigga, I'm just tryna serve like Jeffrey's
I do you dirty, got the 30 in the front seat
Doyacoa, he say that I talk country
At 07:08, 15:12 I hop outta bed
And I laugh, wish a nigga would like a lead
I don't keep wishin', I'm up in these digits
With a stripper bitch tell her bust it til it need stitches
If it ain't broke, then fuck it, it don't need fixin'
Hoes know when niggas is hot, we call it heatvision
My phone goin' in and out, don't text me
The Tech 9 black like Wesley, you can get popped like Pepsi
Chocolate like Nestle
Shut the fuck up bitch, I'm tryna see what they adress me
(Hook x2)
Woke up flexin' with the street ballin'
Trap on pullman, money keep callin'
Still put money ova bitches
Just another young nigga livin'
