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How I Live b*tch
How I Live
Yeah
Yeah Didn't have sh*t ya'll ain't give
Nah
Nah
Did it by myself cuz I'm that kid
Yeah
Yeah
Filthy rich promise I'm not

(We got Xander)
Yeah
(Yo Nick Papz, make it slap)

I'm not the leader but follow the lead
Poppin' some shit that's out of your league
Shawty

seen that i bought that
I own that i'm snappin'
Yall niggas ain't talkin bout nothing
Not a thing, not a not a thing ho
Yall niggas ain't talkin bout

Hope you ready to die by the sword, uh
Yeah bitch, I'm ready for war
Know when it come to yo love I need more
Yo ex said he'd pull up but I bet he

being in the spotlight
But get behind closed doors and you not right
In reality behind your false persona is hate
Yo I can't fuck with these bitches 
Yo

That is just what I wrote, I still need my scapegoat
I just say so much that I don't follow through with at all
Spillin' blood with each song, yo, it's

the North Star, breaking concentration like the hyman
It's all about timing, rhyming in the cut
Yo what you thinking you proving by your feet not moving
While

Brasco, feeling dishonored
Shall not be harmed by any weapon formed
So I'm not alarmed, plus I stay armed
They mad 'cause they off and I stay on
Plus I done

start dancin
She left right but told her friend don't post it
Don't by shy if you got it just show it
Take yo time go head and bust that shit open
I'm

sayin
I'm not gang affiliated but dont think I'm playing
When I say if you come at me wrong imma get to sprayin
You gon look like a model by the way that

yo hoes nigga?
She like, Hey, I might slide
I'm like, Bet, come right now
She get here right by 5, beat that shit til like 9
She so wet, she so wet,

girl, she's so nasty. Yo girl, she's such a freak. Love gettin' that pussy beat like Rod got beat, by police
Don't be mad at me because I fucked your

Yo the flow was Headed North, so I jumped up off the porch
I want diamonds on my chain, hold that fire like a torch
Don't associate with dorks, Yo

different shit, yeah thats no doubt
I'm blowin' za, the 3.5 to my face this shit so loud
And I know I'm not on right now, by the end of the year be sold out
I

some things I wish I didn't hold on to
Oh Oh Ohh
It's my fault because I did yo wrong too
Aye aye 


Written by Panashe Chingarande
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Ever been brayeded by ya dawg
No question if you riding if he called
No jury needed if that's yo brother nigga that's law
I'm appalled when it was

now we're hanging out
I see you smile cause I made you laugh
Twirly twirl let me see that ass
Tonight I want to ask you on a date
Be ready and sexy by

Third leg in the toilet
Uzi on my night stand
I’m the man you go to war with
Not the man you go to war against
Patience I get you if that means
I can’t

to dedicate the song
To everybody who came before me
And everybody that they came after me
If I ain't matchin' you
Blame it on a head not the heart
This is real

you out by nine
This hoe in my face, I might just go inside and change her life
Its money in my way
Its racks up in my way
Get yo hoe up out my face
Get

dont play no games man she all about her boo. 
cnd she love yo get that bag she dont want nothing but blue.
Ya kno she had a man when I met her.
cnd

Sherman, Adams
Wrote dumb shit thats just like Danny Phantoms
Abide by false reality not enough peps examines 
They control you little by little like rations

you accept me (yeah)
One thing that's for sure, bitch, you gon' respect me (right)
Look I'ma flex, just do your best not sweat the technique (uh, no)

nigga get off my dick
Gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit that shit nigga get off my dick

Now fish and bread keep the poor man fed
But