Live It Up ​mike. (Mike Stud)

[Verse 1]
Up late making music through the night time
Cold brew, locked room as I write rhymes
Every second lost is another's gained
Can't hate the player when the player loves the game
Camera in my face, always looking dapper
Too slick, rockstar shit, Mick Jagger
Not a star yet, I'm feeling like a day away
Whole city waiting on me like a layaway
Team Popeye strong, no spinach
Hit the club looking like a fucking line of scrimmage
Bottle on deck, college boy gimmick
Drinking top shelf but it's only for the image
Yeah, and it's looking like a photo op
You ain't living how I'm living homie, no you not
I'm not a player though, I just crush a lot
I'm with your girl behind your back bitch, sucker shot
Is that cool with you? I thought so
Drink fast, talk slow, game fresh, all pro, woah
Respect the persona, resumé impressive, check the diploma

[Hook] x2
I'mma do me, do me, no problem
I'mma do me, do me, no stopping
Cause you only got one life to live
So live it up, just live it up