Lifestyle Lyrics
Lyrics
Yeah
Nard & B
She fell in love with my Gucci sweater
Dreams World
This lifestyle is way, way too much for me (too much for me)
These diamonds 'bout to leave a bunch of cuts on me (cuts on me)
I'm tryna get my bread, they wanna frustrate me (wanna frustrate me)
I smoke one to the head and take a shoppin' spree (a shoppin' spree)
Don't tell me you was thinkin' I was comfortable (comfortable)
These Benjamins and Franklins way too tangible (yeah-yeah)
Times was very hard, now we wake up take vacation (take vacation)
I was servin' (yeah) hard, spent a brick on my lady (ha, ha-ha), yeah (yeah)
Money taker brand-new vision been holdin' it down (yeah-yeah)
Most niggas fake, these niggas snakes I can tell when they 'round
Got tunnel vision for the paper, no slowin' me down (let me know)
When I was broke without a clue, there was no way around (work, work)
Grinded 'til my status changed, now I'm lookin' for millions (yeah, yeah)
See this lifestyle that I'm livin', this right here might kill 'em
Avoidin' all them pussy niggas, salutin' the real ones (I'm in a wheel)
All I do is point a finger, my niggas gon' kill somethin' (kill somethin') (uh, uh)
Watch the shit that I created turn into some millions (yeah, yeah)
Hey, my lifestyle (my lifestyle) is way, way (hey)
This lifestyle is way, way
This lifestyle is way, way too much for me (too much for me)
These diamonds 'bout to leave a bunch of cuts on me (cuts on me)
I'm tryna get my bread, they wanna frustrate me (wanna frustrate me)
I smoke one to the head and take a shoppin' spree (a shoppin' spree)
Don't tell me you was thinkin' I was comfortable (comfortable)
These Benjamins and Franklins way too tangible (yeah-yeah)
Times was very hard, now we wake up take vacation (take vacation)
I was servin' hard, spent a brick on my lady (yeah)
Who said we can come from out the hood and spoil ourself? (Yeah)
Coppin' all them foreigns, they want me to starve myself (starve myself)
They appear, pull up in a dodge, nigga that's my first, yeah (rubbers)
I already paid a jeweler, I can go ice myself (yeah)
I'm lookin' like money, you sad (sad), the Cuban link came with the Herm (the Herm)
This money is straighter than perm (than perm), I got bad bitches takin' turns (yeah)
Came from rags to riches this was earned (yeah), I'm a real nigga with this currency
They said hood niggas wouldn't make it far, man I couldn't wait for my turn (what up?)
I'm rollin' three dices, it's a job where we come from
You broke with the piper, you lookin' like a intern
Froze up with ice, I already told you I was on Trap-a-thon
I precisely get it done, uh
This lifestyle is way, way too much for me (too much for me)
These diamonds 'bout to leave a bunch of cuts on me (cuts on me)
I'm tryna get my bread, they wanna frustrate me (wanna frustrate me)
I smoke one to the head and take a shoppin' spree (a shoppin' spree)
Don't tell me you was thinkin' I was comfortable (comfortable)
These Benjamins and Franklins way too tangible (yeah-yeah)
Times was very hard, now we wake up take vacation (take vacation)
I was servin' hard, spent a brick on my lady (yeah)
Watch the shit that I created turn into some millions (yeah, yeah)
My lifestyle is way, way (yeah)
This lifestyle is way, way (yeah)
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