Afterlife lyrics

[Intro]
(LavishThatsTooHot, LavishThatsTooHot)
It's Thirty (What up, Lavish?)
You ain't on my level, n*gga, you not havin' motion
Huh, I'm in–
Huh, you can't call me twin, like

[Verse]
Huh, if you ain't up a hunnid' K, then you can't call me twin
Huh, I'm honest, I told my b*tch that I like all her friends
Huh, when you work the job I got, ain't no callin' in
Huh, if you doin' bad for a reason, it's not called a sin
Huh, my brother always out trappin', sometimes I call to see 'em
Huh, my BM think my feelings f*cked, I got a hard demeanor
Huh, my n*gga Blade always in Chase, it's kinda hard to me 'em
Huh, I cannot kick it for free, it cost to a car to see me
Huh, they tried to smoke me, I can't leave without my pipe again
Huh, lil' bro a GOAT, he out here hittin' plays at night again
Huh, you wanna cash a Chase gifty? You gotta Chime it in
Huh, I sat on the bench long enough, b*tch, it's that time again
Huh, plеase don't call my phone unless you got a dimе to spend
After my brother spin your block, that's when mine'll spin
Huh, let a n*gga run up on me, he gon' die again
If you can't truck the n*gga that's in front of you, then you should dive it in
Hm, I like to talk the sh*t off top, I don't rely on pens
If I'm puttin' some on my brother name, it's true, I'm not gon' lie on him
Hm, all my pockets stuffed wit' sh*t, who got a wipe on them?
Huh, lil' bro just killed a whole squad, he got a wipe on him
Huh, you can't be a star and shine if you still in the hood
'Cause when they start seein' thousands, you have to kill the hood
Huh, right now my drank look kinda weird, I just peeled a 'Wood
Hm, if you was in my car alike, you would've steered it good
Huh, every night I pop a Oxy 'cause the feelin' good
Hm, I told my doctor I'm too high right now, I'm feelin' good
Huh, yo' n*gga f*cked, he in my ashtray tryna steal a 'Wood
Hm, I can't tell these n*ggas stop, I know they'll still'll do it
Hm, I just don't rap like this, I really act like this
Huh, got a flashlight switch, don't gotta rack my sh*t
Hm, I know my head f*cked up as f*ck, who got it wrapped like this
Hm, I got my hair done lastnight, that's why I'm pattin' my sh*t
Huh, n*ggas found my crib off the whip, I'm finna wrap my sh*t
Huh, all my bullets hit, they think I gave Pat my sh*t
Huh, can't get no ashes on my pants, I gotta pat my sh*t
I got a flight I gotta take in three hours, I still ain't pack my sh*t
Huh, if you tryna trap in the L, you gotta come see me
I'll slide through your hood wit' six n*ggas in a 1-3-3
Hm, I know it's money on my phone when it bump, beep-beep
Huh, all he did was shoot a house, you went and plugged three sinks
Huh, I'm not the average type, I flip bags at night
Huh, he tried to grab my ice, he in the afterlife
Huh, you can't get in here wit' me if you ain't blast a pipe
I might not put my hands on a ho, but I'll drag a dike
Huh, I can't stay out late tonight, I gotta see my doctor
I'm not gon' let you throw me off, I gotta keep my posture
Hm, I got noodles for myself, my daughters eatin' pasta
Huh, you n*ggas cut my side open like a pizza pocket
Huh, the Drac' to heavy for me right now, so I need to Glock-it
Nobody comin' through that door, so you'on need to lock it
Lil' bro just called and said he p*ssed, go sale some weed about it
Hm, I will smoke you right now and won't think about it
[Outro]
Like, literally
Real Money Counter, MINE sh*t, b*tch-ass n*gga
It's Thirty