My Life lyrics

[Intro]
(Authentic or nothin')

[Chorus: King Gotit]
Three b*tches with me up at Topgolf
Don’t disrespect me, tryna tell me what it cost
He a knockoff, get him knocked off
sh*t'll pop off, even in the 'Rari with the top off
I done came a long way, tryna come up
I’ll be damned if a n*gga try and stop that
I kept the same n*ggas 'round me
If you cut off the E, just know you gettin' popped at
'Cause this my life, and this how I'ma live it
I spent a hundred fifty thousand on cars
You think I really give a f*ck about a ticket? (f*ck it)
I should've been dead, somewhere in the grave
But a n*gga stayed down, I ain't never change up
Now the mansion got a maid

[Verse 1: King Gotit]
I knew I had a hit about two years before I made it
Did a song with Gunna, Baby, they couldn't wait for me to play it
"Baby, I’m finna be rich," she couldn’t wait for me to say it
I been itchin' tryna hit it for a minute, now she basic
We ain’t wastin' no time (Wastin' no time)
Tryna live this life (Tryna live this life)
I'm with nephew in here right now
Still the state got my young n*gga locked
And I still cry tears (Still cry tears)
They hit a n*gga where it hurt (Hit a n*gga where it hurt, f*ck that)
I’ma run a hundred million up until a n*gga in the dirt, ah yeah, ayy
[Chorus: King Gotit]
Three b*tches with me up at Topgolf
Don't disrespect me, tryna tell me what it cost
He a knockoff, get him knocked off
sh*t'll pop off, even in the 'Rari with the top off
I done came a long way, tryna come up
I'll be damned if a n*gga try and stop that
I kept the same n*ggas 'round me
If you cut off the E, just know you gettin' popped at
'Cause this my life, and this how I'ma live it
I spent a hundred fifty thousand on cars
You think I really give a f*ck about a ticket? (f*ck it)
I should've been dead, somewhere in the grave
But a n*gga stayed down, I ain't never change up
Now the mansion got a maid

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Ayy, top gone, diamonds out, tell you lookin' just like golfballs
Shawty suck di*k so long, she got lockjaw
You ain't a real Quan, lil' homie, you a knockoff
Me and Euro hittin' a European on the top floor
Me and you can never be the same, you a f*ckboy
Percocet fiend, kind of hard to kick the cup, boy
Never been hard to get a f*ck n*gga touched, boy
n*ggas hatin', I can't let that boy get up, boy
I bought two of 'em, one is plain and I bust one
Told my buddy don't go out lame, we don't cuff none
Pull me my chance, I'm ready for when the bus come
Three hoes at Topgolf, I only f*ck one
[Chorus: King Gotit]
Three b*tches with me up at Topgolf
Don't disrespect me, tryna tell me what it cost
He a knockoff, get him knocked off
sh*t'll pop off, even in the 'Rari with the top off
I done came a long way, tryna come up
I'll be damned if a n*gga try and stop that
I kept the same n*ggas 'round me
If you cut off the E, just know you gettin' popped at
'Cause this my life, and this how I'ma live it
I spent a hundred fifty thousand on cars
You think I really give a f*ck about a ticket? (f*ck it)
I should've been dead, somewhere in the grave
But a n*gga stayed down, I ain't never change up
Now the mansion got a maid

[Verse 3: King Gotit]
Throw the peace sign up from the back of the car, Benz
Big Dipper, b*tch you with a star, France
Big tipper, threw that b*tch a car
Tryna wash my pain away so I'm back at the bar
Didn't look to Adidas for my stripes
Copped the new foreign with five pipes
Let 'em play with you, I'm catchin' five lifes
I had a six-some with five wifes
What did I do to deserve this?
How the f*ck I close these curtains?
I didn't give her no ring but I gave her my heart
And I gave her my all with a Birkin, hey
[Chorus: King Gotit]
Three b*tches with me up at Topgolf
Don't disrespect me, tryna tell me what it cost
He a knockoff, get him knocked off
sh*t'll pop off, even in the 'Rari with the top off
I done came a long way, tryna come up
I'll be damned if a n*gga try and stop that
I kept the same n*ggas 'round me
If you cut off the E, just know you gettin' popped at
'Cause this my life, and this how I'ma live it
I spent a hundred fifty thousand on cars
You think I really give a f*ck about a ticket? (f*ck it)
I should've been dead, somewhere in the grave
But a n*gga stayed down, I ain't never change up
Now the mansion got a maid