Lyrics:
It's 448 grams, it's 448 grams
It's 448 grams
In a pound, bust it down, split it all with my mans
We grew up off of hand to hands, dawg, we ain't
Chillin’, laid back with my crew
That’s free mind livin’
Oh yeah, we free mind livin’
And we livin’ it up
Yeah, it’s sunny on the poolside
My boy Shay
you'll ever be
Because I'm
Livin it up
Doin Stuff
Maybe hittin a rough
But I couldn't give a fuck
Cause I'm like Kakashi
You're no match you see
Now it's
like Sammy Gravano
It's easy, child barely an Italiano
But don't do it, she'll have your eight by ten on every channel
[Chorus]
No honey can set
chain/
I’m the fairest of them all and I know no shame
Am I blinded by fame?/
Or is it the sun rays don’t shine the same?
I don’t mean to be intrusive/
, we hustlin'
Vision my nigga now get in where you fit in
And see prison, as just the high cost of livin' the life
Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice
We out here livin' thru the USA
Rap the Map
As I open up my eyes I slowly realize
That I've been sleeping driver side in my ride right through
Split by pokkisham
When you see me cry
You don't say a thing to dry my eyes
But when she calls you at home
You've got plenty of talk goin' on
You
built the Mogul Life
Why the fuck would I be livin it
Creative crowd control great nights as we send it up
Best white lines and black thoughts I promise
steps will not falter
Got my bags packed now
Gonna sing it loud
I'm livin' brave I'm livin' bold
Livin' by the power of the Holy Ghost
I ain't afraid
never known
He had to hustle so he could pay the rent
Played all the aces and wound up president
You see it's okay
Got to find your own way
Keep
plant it and we drive it real slow
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
We're waking up in the more before the sun does
Feed the cows
wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread
so you can be livin it up? Shit I..
parts
What a time to live it up and ain't y'all livin'?
What a time to give it up and ain't God givin'?
What a time to get around and ain't y'all driven?
toes, like fuck it, had a hard knock life as a child
Three-twenty-three in ninety-nine, got notified by the scout
Jumped off the porch, father in prison
not how to get it
Cause Im a hog I need it all no I can't split it
But if you get there what u gon' do with it
Yeahhh know I'm livin'
I can tell you
Wet up yuh enz
Cardi chill, Weh yuh know bout waps?!
All that chat
You ain't seen my block
You ain't seen this straps STUPID!
And I know this fool
the tide
I been alone all my life
So no I don't need a wife
And she keep callin' my phone
But I won't pick up cuz I
I been livin' off the grid, yuh
I been
By the time there's nothing left to choose
One half has the answer, the other looks for clues
It's a fine line
A very fine line
Split decision
By the time there's nothing left to choose
One half has the answer, the other looks for clues
It's a fine line
A very fine line
Split decision
said ask me what you livin' like
Get your feet up out the dirt
Lookin in the mirror your reflection make it hurt
Carve a happy picture in your flesh
on a yacht, pictures on a beach by the sea
Your physique is on fleek, 5'4", it's petite, you look sweet (uh)
Fill you up with cum, don't let it leak
get your ass with-up, with-up, with-with-up
The fuck up, like J. Lo and Ben Affleck-etic
And I ain't athletic (uh uh)
I bring it to your front door like
sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers let it off (off, woo)
Mr. VA 'bout
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