Lyfë* / Lyfestyle* Yeat (Ft. Lil Durk)

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Life, life, life ([?] someone as a—)
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Life, life, lifestyle ([?] someone as a—)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Lifestyle, lights out
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Diamond out (Yeah, big boy diamond like—), rock out (Dream, this shit go dummy, big boy diamond like—)

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
Pull up to my—, rock out on that (Rock out on that, rock out on that, phew)
(Woo, ooh-ooh) I got millions in my bank, I done touched fifty million
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) I done pulled up to five shows, and landed thirteen million
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) I done bought like fourteen buildings, yeah, make forty million (Yeah)
Yeah, we the youngest, we them GOATs (Yeah)
They just gon' copy, that's how it go
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Laughin' at yo' ass, yo' ass a joke (Ha)
You ain't a grown man, you a lil' ho, woah, oh

[Verse 1: Yeat]
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Blicks, and I got a trucks, and I got a—, huh, huh (Yeah, diamonds on me raw)
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Uh, shotgun, pump
Yeah, big mag drum
(Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) Yeah, sit there, yeah
Yeah, bitch, sit there, and listen (Bitch)
Yeah, this shit gas, my shit petrol (Yeah)
Yeah, diamond vest wit' a cowboy hat (Huh)
Yeah, with a mask, pull up, 50 Wack (Pull up)