PROJECT LYFESTYLE Yeat

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[Chorus]
Project LYFESTYLE (Project LYFESTYLE), got my head high
Project LYFESTYLE (Project LYFESTYLE)
We watch everyone die and fall down
Can't get in my mind, in my mind
Out my mind, got no time
Cut like a cutlass
Cross him off, he red, yeah
Gun to his head, huh
We ain't pay him mind
We won't give him time
We ain't wastin' time, on the stove, a landmine
We gon' cut it every time, huh
Watch you fall in line (Yeah)
Yeah, I got Yves Laurent, baggage on my jawn (Jawn)
I might hit the airport with fifteen mil' in my palm (Palm)
Now you won't get in, 'cause this lifestyle is what you want (What you want)
I been geeked up, friеd up, out my mind, I hit the punt (Hit the punt)
I been geeked up, friеd up, out my mind, I hit the cunt (Hit the cunt)

[Verse]
Yeah, everywhere we go, we rockin' them mob ties (Yeah)
Yeah, we on the beach, sippin' on Mai Tai's (With the—)
Yeah, don't get you chopped, yeah, Muay Thai
Yeah, don't get you rocked, Mike Tys'
Yeah, you just gotta stop, it's my advice
Yeah, how we rock, on the ice
Yeah, what's my stock? Check the price
Yeah, we creatures on the side
And we preachers on the side
We gon' get you chopped and we gon' mail you with the knife
Yeah, I know they like the sound of bell hittin' every time