[verse]
Sick of watching games, im making my claim to fame
Fuck running your plays, im cutting in thru the lane
Before i ever i rapped i copped myself my first chain
I wear this crystal piece around my neck everyday
I stay on my grind until i get my moms a benz and a beamer
New cribs, white carpets, grass greener
Gourmet chef cooking us things we’ve never seen
Pinching myself when my success feel like a dream
These Real eyes realize when im being deceived
Everything gucci long as a nigga makin cream
100 on my lip i got the gift of the gab
Conversations with myself because i needed a laugh
I ain't crazy, im outer space feeling wavy
Could never play me, tryna trap me for a baby
Ain't tryna have a bunch like brady
Maybe one, but i ain't sure if ima live to see 80
[hook]
I need you to know it, know it
Im living life
I need you to know it , know it
[Im living life i swear
Silver chains i hold tight thats my midas feel] x2
[verse]
Committed to addiction im never giving this weed up
Copping up a zip and get twisted im screaming we up
Me & my niggas really living, no competition
We are in tune, better listen, no repetition
Mind a typhoon when my brain doin its thinkin
Gotta stay afloat, so my ship is never sinkin
My intuition is telling me there be better days
Right now im lit cause i just finished rolling purple haze
Lift me up outta the slump & put me through a phase
Help me get into my mind, meditate
Let me elevate, rise up out this hell of hella fakes
Making better cake, and you ain't fucking up my recipe
Women, weed and wealth, need em all to get next to me
Title on my belt, i need everyone to envy me
Fakes never felt a real nigga like this
Chop it wit ya chick, hit the crib & smoke a spliff
Sick of watching games, im making my claim to fame
Fuck running your plays, im cutting in thru the lane
Before i ever i rapped i copped myself my first chain
I wear this crystal piece around my neck everyday
I stay on my grind until i get my moms a benz and a beamer
New cribs, white carpets, grass greener
Gourmet chef cooking us things we’ve never seen
Pinching myself when my success feel like a dream
These Real eyes realize when im being deceived
Everything gucci long as a nigga makin cream
100 on my lip i got the gift of the gab
Conversations with myself because i needed a laugh
I ain't crazy, im outer space feeling wavy
Could never play me, tryna trap me for a baby
Ain't tryna have a bunch like brady
Maybe one, but i ain't sure if ima live to see 80
[hook]
I need you to know it, know it
Im living life
I need you to know it , know it
[Im living life i swear
Silver chains i hold tight thats my midas feel] x2
[verse]
Committed to addiction im never giving this weed up
Copping up a zip and get twisted im screaming we up
Me & my niggas really living, no competition
We are in tune, better listen, no repetition
Mind a typhoon when my brain doin its thinkin
Gotta stay afloat, so my ship is never sinkin
My intuition is telling me there be better days
Right now im lit cause i just finished rolling purple haze
Lift me up outta the slump & put me through a phase
Help me get into my mind, meditate
Let me elevate, rise up out this hell of hella fakes
Making better cake, and you ain't fucking up my recipe
Women, weed and wealth, need em all to get next to me
Title on my belt, i need everyone to envy me
Fakes never felt a real nigga like this
Chop it wit ya chick, hit the crib & smoke a spliff
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