Livin’ It lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh
Real trap- skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Real trap- yeah, yeah, yeah
Real trap n*gga, I can't fold, but 'kay (Yeah, yeah)
(B-B-BlackMayo)
Real trap- 'kay (Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Real trap n*gga, I can't fold (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga, on my sole (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga, ice on froze (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga, four by four (Yeah, yeah)
Ice on glitter, ice on cold
Part on my hip, that's my pole (Yeah, yeah)
Countin' up figures, I just count more (Yeah, yeah)
Countin' up figures, I want more

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps
Yeah, punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps
[Verse 1]
Yeah, steps, cookin' up makin' the steps
Yeah, uh, [?], 'member them days I was nothin' but
Yeah, countin' them hundreds, b*tch ain't no bluffin', turned it to somethin'
Uh, yeah, I'm tryna f*ck you, shawty I'm bustin', end of dicussion
Uh, yeah, I was the youngin', was hustlin'
Thinkin' 'bout life I ain't really have nothin'
Yeah, 'member these n*ggas was buggin', now I say thank you to God 'cause I'm thumbin'
Yeah, hunnids I get and then count 'em it's nothin'
n*ggas they hate how I came up from nothin'
Sippin' on drank 'cause it help with my function
I'm off the Xannies and ho with the f*ck sh*t
I'ma just stick to the cards, I'm with the money you see in the focus
I got no love for no f*ck n*ggas who'll kill me, I live to myself then
I cannot live with no ho, I want the money, I'm sippin' on Pour-Tec
I cannot live with my foe, I cannot trust 'em the reason I'm focused

[Pre-Chorus]
Real trap n*gga, I can't fold
Real trap n*gga, on my sole (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga, ice on froze (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga, four by four (Yeah, yeah)
Ice on glitter, ice on cold (Yeah, yeah)
Part on my hip, that's my pole (Yeah, yeah)
Countin' up figures, I just count more
Countin' up figures, I want more
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, uh, punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps

[Verse 2]
Yeah, watchin' me flexin', I'm stuntin'
Watch how they plottin' on Flipp when he stuntin'
Yeah, watch how this 38 bustin'
n*gga run up on me, that's end of discussion (Boom-boom-boom)
Yeah, n*ggas be all on that f*ck sh*t
Flippin' the topic of other discussion
Yeah, I don't give a f*ck 'bout assumptions
n*ggas want smoke, come to the functions
Yeah, n*ggas will pull up extendo
Guala I pull up and point out the window
Yeah, smokin' the blunt, yeah the endo
Plottin' the ways I could live with my kinfolk
Yeah, while I bust like a pimple
Shawty wan' f*ck, I might dabble a little
Yeah, livin' this life it ain't simple
Whippin' the foreign like this sh*t a rental
[Pre-Chorus]
Real trap n*gga, I can't fold
Real trap n*gga, on my sole
Real trap n*gga, ice on froze
Real trap n*gga, four by four
Ice on glitter, ice on cold
Part on my hip, that's my pole (Yeah, yeah)
Countin' up figures, I just count more (Yeah, yeah)
Countin' up figures, I want more

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Livin' this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps
Yeah, uh, punt in the door, cookin' up makin' the steps

[Outro]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy
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