Lifestyle Yo Gotti (Ft. LunchMoney Lewis)

[Chorus: LunchMoney Lewis & Yo Gotti]
Jesus from the ghetto, nigga, so am I
I'm like God to you niggas
I said Jesus from the ghetto, nigga, so am I
I'm like God to you niggas
That's my lifestyle
Lifestyle, nigga white
Girl, white power, white cloud , iced out
That's my lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle
That's my lifestyle
I'm like god to you niggas

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
We go bricks, all white bricks
Cocaine music man, I'm on that same shit
Just put a hunnid fifty on my same wrist
I used to whip-whip-whip-whip-whip with Tip
Fuck around got residue on my Patek
Fucked around and got pulled over, tail light out in the Vette
Ridin' dirty and if they search, I know I'm headed to the feds
Once they ask me for license and registration you know I fled (I'm outta here)
Nigga talkin' 'bout front 'em something, he outta here
For next nigga try owe me somethin' just hear me loud and clear
Don't do credit or finances, strip clubs, I don't do dances
Just throw my money up and watch it come down on the dancers
Put my money up so I can double up with Hector
If he ain't no hustler, he ain't get no money, I don't respect it
All that tough shit gon' get you killed nigga
And that ra-ra talkin' how I'm built nigga