Still Livin’ 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Praise the Lord (Freddie Kane, mane)
Fresh

[Verse 1]
Fresh up off a pack of powder
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour
Got diamonds dancing in my necklace
Just fed your b*tch two eggs for breakfast
Had her bed in breakfast
When it comes to Freddie Kane, that’s all a b*tch gon’ get
Eastside, ese, gangbang, we f*cking with the whole sh*t
Bet I be runnin through so many other b*tches I don’t even know a ho name
b*tch you ain’t f*cking with a petty motherf*cker
Mane, I come to get the whole thing
Said the whole damn thing, said the whole damn enchilada
Got a whole brick, that's a piñata
I'ma chop it up and throw it in the water
Black gloves, black mask black strap
Grand theft, murder one, kidnap
If you pull that sh*t, better bust that sh*t
Got a 36 soft, tryna rush that sh*t like...
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Fresh up off a pack of powder, powder
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour, sour
Said life so sweet, these b*tches sour, sour
b*tch, I got money and the power, power, power
Fresh up off a pack of powder, powder
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour, sour
Said life so sweet, these b*tches sour, sour
b*tch, I got money and the power, power, power
[Verse 2]
Fresh up off a hundred thousand
Young n*gga fresh out that public housing
I window shop, these n*ggas be browsin'
I just get it off the lot, straight cash, I'm climbing (Yeah b*tch, I'm climbing)
Get a thang then send a n*gga back to the store
And the shop don't close, got it open for the whole 24
But I hit her last week, goddamnit, so I know she go
Young n*gga got cash, so I know you wanna f*ck me ho (Wanna f*ck me ho)
Cause I'm fresh up off a pack of powder
I-5 125 miles an hour
n*gga hitting licks on these out-of-towners
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Fresh up off a pack of powder, powder
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour, sour
Said life so sweet, these b*tches sour, sour
b*tch, I got money and the power, power, power
Fresh up off a pack of powder, powder
My life so sweet got n*ggas sour, sour
Said life so sweet, these b*tches sour, sour
b*tch, I got money and the power, power, power