Boss Yo Life Up lyrics

[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
n*ggas out here toating big sh*t, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n*ggas think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]

[Verse 1: 22nd Jim]
Only time they see me, when I'm come and get the bag in
Fullys on my hip, but them b*tches sound like Mac 10's
See me on the road, ain't doing shows, b*tch, I'm trappin
Can't compare mе to these n*ggas, 'cause thеy fake and they be cappin
If I want a n*gga gone, then my n*ggas make it happen
Give a f*ck about this rappin, made 300 off of trappin
n*ggas hustle for these hoes, man, these n*ggas moving backwards
n*ggas love to run they mouth, but I'ma catch him up in traffic
Got some sh*t up on my hip, to flip a pus*y n*gga back [?]
[?] it's going down, can't wait to punch on me a rapper
And I'm sliding in that [?], my n*ggas [?] turn off [?]
Most of these n*ggas just be talking, [?] my n*ggas [?]
[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
n*ggas out here toating big sh*t, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n*ggas think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]

[Verse 2 ?]
Taking [?] against the fam, that was never an option
It's ten milli on my pocket, it's thousands [?]
I done got my mind made, I'm in it for profit
I can't let nobody get me, I stay on my [?]
I'm on go before I'm [?] call me before
Metal detector at the door, still got straps in the show
We might not ever rob again, but I'm trappin fasho
She asked me do I got a type? Scammers and hoes
Hey, b*tches that get busy, [?] pros
I'm on my phone collecting texts, and grabbing them lows
I lost 30, I was sick, but I'm back to the dough
I hit your state and info, [?] come back to the road
She like it, slimed her [?]
[?] wanna [?]
Everytime you fly them b*tches [?]
When I get them thick blue bricks, that excite me
But I don't do no stuntin for a b*tch [?]
[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
n*ggas out here toating big sh*t, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n*ggas think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]