Living Lavish lyrics
by 2wavy rob x ssogbabyy
[Hook: ssogbabyy]
Im livin lavish, b*tch I den turnt to a savage
b*tch I been runnin my bad b*tch
These n*ggas mad bicth, cause I been runnin my bad b*tch
Why these n*ggas so mad b*tch?
I been getting money said f*ck all the fame
They call me Curry cause I never miss
30 on me I keep me a stick
Look at my diamonds they blazin lil b*tch
[Verse 1: ssogbabyy]
That n*gga mad cause I f*cked his b*tch
We in the jungle wit apes and gorillas
My n*ggas shootas yea they is some killas
RIP Nard, yea that is my n*gga
They took my n*gga he locked in that box
Long Live Killa but you posted on the block (1st block)
Gotta keep a roll and keep runnin knot
Axe is my n*gga and you see how we flexin
PSMG thats for life won't change
A n*gga diss me and I come wit the thang
30 on me Iḿ really gone bang
These n*gga be faking they not really gang
I keep a pole and these n*ggas be stains
When I'm on the bean you know that I'm lit
These n*ggas be talking they not really wit it
My n*ggas they wit it we stay wit the sticks
[Verse 2: 2wavy rob]
Yea my name is RJ and these hoes I like to dodge
No you cannot get no play I'm out here wit the squad
Wit the squad, wit the squad you must wanna f*ckin die
You f*ck wit bruh, you f*ck wit me, that's yo motherf*ckin life
And you know we in the field and you kn we toatin pipe
If a n*gga talkin crazy he gone have to die tonight
And I do it for the fam and I do it for the bands
If you ain't about no money I cannot shake yo hand
They prayin that I fail they dont wanna see me winnin
f*cking on yo b*tch man I had yo girl spinnin
Just like a chip I'm smashin den I'm dippen
Feelin like Bron f*ck Jordan and Pippen
Know I'm from the land so you kn im countin digits
Really out the mud wasn't born into no riches
Got a couple n*ggas who ain't feelin what I'm spitten
And if you ain't feelin it n*gga don't listen
You kn I'm from the ave thats where I be jiggen
Me and my n*ggas we ain't in no competition
EJ, Ant, Kil, Zae and Shonte please listen
We gone make it out we won't have to use a kitchen
Know them n*ggas blood we been counted out forever
But when we make it out best believe we goin together
Birds of a feather so we gotta flock together
Yea them n*ggas blood they stayed down through the weather
[Hook] x2