- How You Live It (feat. Joey Bada$$) 歌詞 Nyck Caution
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- Enjoyin
Keep enjoyin
Enjoyin
Keep enjoyin
Uh, I dropped the bag off (Yeah)
Early morning I jack off
So when I **** your chick afternoon, I last long (I last long)
Every song is like the last song (The last song)
When it comes to the level in which I rap on (which I rap on)
Your *** **** dancin on me (Yeah)
She like a lap dog (She like a lap dog)
She like my hair (Like my hair)
I keep my cap on
Cause I aint lookin for love
Shit, is that wrong? (Is that wrong?)
I just want something dainty that I can tap on (I can tap on)
Its killer season, hoe (Yeah)
I feel like Camron (I feel like Camron)
Im just tryna build a block that I can stand on
Real estate and bigger plans (Plans)
Yall just worried about some shit to blow a bag on (Dummy)
I peep the game before it happens like Im Tony Romo
Im better than a referee
Dont let the internet fool you,
100k on the Gram doesnt make you a celebrity (A celebrity)
You public figures with the ****in pictures (****in)
You got your ass pokin out when you lean to the left (Yeah)
When its really not fat you just angle it best
(You just angle it best)
And in person we know that your self-esteem is a mess
But it make you feel better when youre postin your pics (Yeah)
Its cool, I aint knockin it (Nah)
As long as somebody comment that (Yeah)
And make your whole career look promisin
Get ithow you live it (Live it)
This world can be filthy (Filthy)
But Ima do me and get back to the real thing (Yeah)
Cause every hard line keeps addin to the kill streak
Hol up, **** what they talking bout, dawg, I know they hear me
I could give a **** if they feel me, dawg
They sendin shots, better kill me, dawg
Im on a kill streak, I do these flows filthy (Uh-huh)
So much flows, I started investin in realty, got so much goal
All these jewelry make a ***** feel guilty
Ice on the knot, ***** Im still me
This is just the chill me (Yeah)
Get a ***** hot, and thats when you see the real me ( Uh-huh)
Force a ***** hand and thats when you gon reveal me (What up?)
Nina on my waist if you talkin out your face
Better proceed with caution cause you * ****s aint safe
Off the Jameson I turn into an animal, baby
Shows with Eric, *****, Im feelin like Hannibal, baby
Burn up, I roll some words and now my calendar crazy
Different country every night,
Lets get some capital, baby (Turn it up, uh)
Eastside phenom, yeah
When you make it, its no B-side
Yall dont want beef, yall meat rot
This a **** you, not a peace sign
Ive been down bad like Steve Jobs
Made it all back like Steve,
Now way I slam em down bad, no high five
Beats like sheesh, yo you dont eat on these sides
You can keep yours, Ima keep mine
Flex like a wrestler, ***** Im feelin likedivine
Open up her legs, block my head on her monkey
I keep the shit funky
Her eyes rollin back, yo she look like a junkie
I bully these *****es, I feel like a Dudley
All I want is some Cudi
Poker face, day and night when she-
Aftet she dip, yo a spliff would be lovely
I aint sparkin this chick cause every time she hit the weed,
She be buggin
Make a way and everybody start runnin
Make a name and everybody your cousin
Its cool, I aint knockin it
As long as somebody profitin
Theres always someone else thats pockettin
But get it how you live it (Live it)
This world can be filthy (Filthy)
But Ima do me and get back to the real thing (Back to the real)
Cause every hard line keeps addin to the kill streak
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