Wildlyfe (feat. Jro)
Shaq
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Welcome to my life, where I live at night Feelin' so high, bitches hold me like a kite Niggas wanna talk, but I really wanna fight Dumbass niggas always think they bright Niggas wanna flex, like they live that life Niggas wanna flex, like they save that price Bitches wanna show off all they likes, (yeah, yeah) You really wanna be loved at night Bitches wanna know what love is like You wanna talk, (yeah) He wanna fight, (yeah, yeah) What you want, what you fuckin' need I'm addicted to triple-digit speed I'm accustomed to slamming different deeds I'm a part of a fuckin' dyin' breed I intend to spread more of me Oh my God, What a me, what a me, what a me, what a me Postin' on the block doin' nothin' Kickin' niggas up like I'm pintin Nigga, you don't want nothin', (right) I'm from the city where we wild dummy, (huh) Got the wild gunny, got the wild mac goin' humming (mmhmm) I got a shark for a Newark wildlife I spend a block a couple times, maybe four times (I got it) Cuttin' lanes, runnin' lights, f*ck the other signs I'm the one who got it, I take it home every time Money's tall, I'm 6'2", 11'9", gettin' money is the only way that I fuckin' grind So much fun, you would've thought that I'm wastin' time But I'm a bad breed, the hustle is the only crime Welcome to my life where I live at night Run!, nigga got a gun, done! Can you run faster than a bullet of my gun Nah, nigga, you don't want none! Welcome to my life where I live at night Run!, nigga got a gun, done! Can you run faster than a bullet of my gun Nah, Nigga! Lately I been stayin' low-key like O.D. The O.G.'s on me, that's how I know I'm a O.G Mixin' O.G. cause your nigga might be rollin' a doly Who'da knew that at the top it wouldn't be so lonely Got a brand new iPhone, told her, bitch, don't phone me Real niggas actin' fake, how could you be so phony Niggas steady wantin' beef, but only eatin' bologna They don't got it, my nigga, that's why I'm feelin' like Tony I got hits, hits, hits, plus the whip is custom-made I decide to keep it straight, that's how I get it tailored made I ain't never joined, no way, I got my gun on the way We might pull up to your face with the bass That's that ace kicker, takin' shots, a nigga with chase You just a bitch, nigga, shippin' money out by the case I'm talkin' six figures, I never hit a drought Made a million on my couch, switched it up, I might change the route I might hit that bank account
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Written by: John Robertson, Shaquille Atkinson
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