Living Life lyrics
by Quality Control
[Intro]
(KeeGotTheKeys)
[Chorus]
Livin' life like GTA, I did a money glitch at Regions
Regular season over, out here ballin' like it's playoffs
Late night in the trenches, drawin' down on n*ggas, did that
Late night in the trenches, firin' b*tches on the block, did that too (Did that too)
Fam was there, was tryna finesse the country boys, slip up, he through (He through)
They was sleepin' on me, by the time they woke up, I was global
Guarantee you stayin' with me, then we tied in
Whole gang lit, it's a trophy on every one last of us
I ain't knockin' no n*gga, I'll salute you before I shoot you down
Crazy how my life changed, fast cars and diamond rings
Life hit me hard, we got back and then lost everything
n*gga killed my brother, we got back, we ain't gon' talk about it
[Verse 1]
Play with my feelings, act an ass, ain't no understandin'
You don't know me, don't act like you know me, get that out your head
pus*y had the nerve to say he hot as me, boy, stop it
Dog sh*t stuffed inside my pocket
p*ss me off, watch how I pop it
I shot up just like a rocket
I'm the plug without a socket
What you need? You know I got it
Pull up on me, you can cop it
Lamb' trucks and bad b*tches, turn Wicked West to Skyami
Lookin' back on my life, damn, I really made it far (Made it far)
Tryna get somethin' goin', yeah, you should be part too
Tryna get somethin' goin', yeah, slept on the floor too
Tryna get somethin' goin', yeah, I want some M's too
Tryna get somethin' goin', yeah, I wanna match you too
[Chorus]
Livin' life like GTA, I did a money glitch at Regions
Regular season over, out here ballin' like it's playoffs
Late night in the trenches, drawin' down on n*ggas, did that
Late night in the trenches, firin' b*tches on the block, did that too (Did that too)
Fam was there, was tryna finesse the country boys, slip up, he through (He through)
They was sleepin' on me, by the time they woke up, I was global
Guarantee you stayin' with me, then we tied in
Whole gang lit, it's a trophy on every one last of us
I ain't knockin' no n*gga, I'll salute you before I shoot you down
Crazy how my life changed, fast cars and diamond rings
Life hit me hard, we got back and then lost everything
n*gga killed my brother, we got back, we ain't gon' talk about it (Talk about it)
[Verse 2]
Throw it back, watch how I catch it, I don't play them Caresha games
911 Porche, problem in traffic, it's an emergency
Drippin' head to toe, when I come through, it's like a murder scene
Fine b*tch from overseas, said she can't get over me
You rather cry in that K5 or a Rolls-Royce truck?
I'm a real big dog, I do big dog stuff
I mix Marni with the Rick, they say I'm dressin' like a scammer
I don't take pictures with the bros, they be killin' all on camera
This whatever with whoever, that's how I step with my people
I've been dealin' with too much, it's to the point, can't even think
Roll a blunt to ease my mind, if that don't work, pour up some drank
I've been living by the gun, c*ck it back and let it bang (Let it bang)