Life’s Great lyrics

by

Zillionaire Doe



[Intro]
Told my mom she can quit her job today, we gon' be straight
From dope houses, feelin' great, yeah

[Chorus]
n*gga, f*ck crashin' out, n*gga, life been great
On a flight right now headed out the USA
Told mama she can quit her job today, we gon' be straight
Long way from dope houses, n*gga, Section 8
I been grindin' hard, n*gga, life treatin' me good
Smokin' on some killa, feelin' good
I ain't changin' up, I'm the same lil' Doe
Grab a fifteen-fifteen bag, post up at the store

[Verse 1]
I'm tryna make somethin' shake
Get a whole lot of love (Yeah), get a lil' bit of hate (A lil' bit of hate)
L'ma give it to 'em, make 'еm feel it
Do your homework, we've been doin' it for a minutе (Doin' it for a minute)
Zillionaire Records, see, we headed to the top
I ain't goin' Hollywood, you ain't seen me, n*gga, 'cause the laws hot ('Cause the law hot)
Made plays everywhere, know damn near every spot
RIP Qalo, drop, cook straight drop
On the phone yesterday with my brother DK
I ain't seen him in a while, I told him we gon' be straight
Love Khadijah so much, she just had another daughter
Her birthday next month, we might celebrate in Florida
[Chorus]
n*gga, f*ck crashin' out, n*gga, life been great
On a flight right now headed out the USA
Told mama she can quit her job today, we gon' be straight
Long way from dope houses, n*gga, Section 8
I been grindin' hard, n*gga, life treatin' me good
Smokin' on some killa, feelin' good
I ain't changin' up, I'm the same lil' Doe
Grab a fifteen-fifteen bag, post up at the store

[Verse 2]
All it took fourteen months
Way before Gotti called, n*gga, I'm on Instagram pullin' stunts
Pulled the Lamb' through the hood
Jay ain't surprised I'm blowin' up, he already knew I would
n*gga, I'm puttin' on for the city, most n*ggas barely get love from they own city
I was just in the trap, they jammin' Doe in Mississippi
Florida on it too, Rod Wave just hit me
I'm in Mexico lookin' at the blue water
f*cked up they killed Shay and her precious lil' daughter
I'm just tryna get us out the hood, but I'm still gon' represent
Just pulled off Lenway, countin' dead presidents

[Chorus]
n*gga, f*ck crashin' out, n*gga, life been great
On a flight right now headed out the USA
Told mama she can quit her job today, we gon' be straight
Long way from dope houses, n*gga, Section 8
I been grindin' hard, n*gga, life treatin' me good
Smokin' on some killa, feelin' good
I ain't changin' up, I'm the same lil' Doe
Grab a fifteen-fifteen bag, post up at the store
[Outro]
Youngest Boss, n*gga
Summertime on the way, I'm just tryna stay alive
sh*t dangerous around here, every day somebody dyin'
Gotta make it out, Youngest Boss, n*gga
Smokin' on some killa, feelin' good
n*gga, I'm puttin' on for the city
They jammin' Doe way in Mississippi
n*gga, Rod Wave just hit me
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