What Ya Life Like? (feat. M.E.N.A.C.E)

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Big RASNA

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I manifested all these blessings, good kid with bad directions
Smack sales and loaded weapons, get stepped on or be a stepper
We was reckless for that cheddar, eating leftovers for breakfast
Tryna put these broken pieces of my life back together
Shit getting no better, Same damn low sweater
Get beheaded for your necklace, caught flexing in this section
Hella holes in this shirt, oozing hot sauce mixed with ketchup
Can't remember a time where the mission was fetti
My young niggas purging, spinning in suburbans
He die on the scene, but he croaked out doing surgery
White T painted burgundy, don't believe in mercy
Doing opposition's dirty, high off of perc 30
Cause if roles was reversed, them lil niggas shooting first
One flick of the switch, fully automatic burst
Watch them titties squeeze and squirt, putting niggas in the dirt
Hold that, putting niggas in the dirt,
what's ya life like
What's your life like
I'm a coke boy for real, grew up with powder in my system
Them cold winter nights, the heat was coming from the kitchen
Took my money from the trenches, then invested in the store
I went from stepping on necks to my feet on marble floors
I used to flip keys, now them keys open doors
I used to sleep on porches, now it's Porsches in my garage
I'm living hoop dreams, while ducking feds on the court
They used to call me ugly, now I switch bitches just for sport
All it takes is money, this shit'll show you who you are
P-U-A done ran out, you niggas gon' get real jobs
I'm having motion every day cause being broke don't feel good
I know niggas who got jobs, but at night they still rise
Niggas who get high, stealing auntie pill jars
Bitches with ass shots, but still working at the mall
How good my team look is how I'm flexing as a boss
I invested in the sauce, then I put my team on
We the ones they ignored, now we them niggas in charge
Assemble like the commissioner, I'm moving shit just like the mob
I'm sitting at the table, eating steaks with my dawgs
Dom P by the case, when we in town, we buy the bar
She led us to our section, we watched them hoes stop and stare
Started hustling harder cause ain't no ugly millionaires
I paid for this life with blood and you complaining about the fare
You could've learned the game, but ain't know how to keep it player
I'm staying at the mansion while eating lobster by the water
I love the game, I love the hustle, I live like Rich Porter
This bitch say she love me, but be gone if I can't afford her
I ain't even mad at her, she implying what I taught her

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