Live & Learn lyrics

[Chorus]
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)

[Verse 1]
Rock the game like I rock the mic
I rock the [?] for actin' nice, and snatch his ice
She want the pipe, she ride it right
Like every night, she say my name like Walter White (yeah)
Same guy, same silly little rascal ain't sh*t
Flip, with the switch of a tassel
Dope beat, don't mind if I wreck it
Pen go Tekken, gettin' hyped in the second unit
Yo, the bass go boom like it's passionate
My accurate, like the math in calculus
My pen slam to the sheet like wrestling
That's 1, 2, 3, I'm the main event
I got the heart of a lion in Africa
Twenty n*ggas wanna run up, better back up, bruh
Blank stare when I stun the man
Don't care, only green is the thing I'm seein'
Got a n*gga too live, boutta break some sh*t
Yo, don't leave me in the studio with instruments
Hear a snap like a ligament, not when I'm kickin' it
Doin' donuts in the chair that I'm sittin' in
Roadies, just a few homies, all these n*ggas phony
If they ain't show me, yeah, n*gga quote me
I don't need a brodie, used to be a lonely, f*ck a [?] only
[Chorus]
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)
Live and learn (live and let...)

[Verse 2]
High off my ass on the grass after class
Glasses so foggy, I swear it was fast
Laughin' at the slightest little thing
Swear Tweety Bird was on my shoulder, he would sing
"Yeah, I was trippin', hella puttin' blunts in my lip and sippin'
Alcohol, not at all, trippin' balls, off the wall
Like Vans try to stand and I would fall
n*ggas dip like the flip on a peddle
Guess I wasn't poppin' like the heat on a kettle
Bustin' on the metal, to my group of friends
I was never at the court they was hoopin' in
My laptop became my crack rock
I would not stop, [?] flocks up, all night 'til my eyes rot
[?], question: what you up to?
Stressin', pressin' buttons 'til my pleasures came true
And I did it, all by my own, son
Friends tried to open up my doors, I'm like "close 'em"
Fake n*ggas ain't nothin' to me
And delete ain't nothin' but a button to me
I ain't better than he
So f*ck opposition
I'ma shine when I'm finished like the dishes in the kitchen
Better watch where you missin'
Go hawk when I'm rippin'
Ain't steady, never missing
One controller for my system
[Outro]
Only one controller for my system (haaaaaaa; Live and let...)
Only one controller for my system (haaaaaaa)
Live and let die
Live and let die