The Life ft. dj noname. Lyrics

Rest in peace to every conversation

That died after I said my price

Flavor in the kitchen chopping

Broccoli for some fried rice

I be in that kitchen so much hell

That's my favorite room

This baller belly suggesting that

Flavor two might be coming soon

It's about energy showing love to my family

One day I'm gon go Landon shopping

Just lil man and me

I'm coming through smelling like Bond and Creed together

My wife got on Kilian and Chanel

We might go eat paella

RIP to Miami Nights had the best in the city

Speaking of best in the city

Talking bout my committee

Be winning so much be wanting an L for the experience

Humility will you have self reflecting yo ability

Twenty twenty was a year that still feel like a mystery

Dropped a lot hoes after that

They probably pissed at me

But we ain't dwelling on the past

Ain't no suffering succotash

Trying to write classics forever like I'm Terius Nash

It's the dream to live life freely seeing shit clear as Stevie

I wish music had the same feeling as copping a cd

I wish these rappers was manifesting

Living more than dying

I'm trying to have my loved one's straight

So everyday I'm trying

I ain't lying its on my mind like a wavecap

Boys lying saying they got a movement call it wavecap

Beats keep calling me streets ain't calling me

It could be two mill in the street I ain't falling

Ooh got a fifteen piece fed for looking at these serpents

I be damn if I let these people put

Keenan behind a curtain

I rather be Rolex flirting far from hurting

Murano shirting blueberry lemon drop at Vú sriracha sauce squirting

Make your plans on the low don't be announcing your business

Make them think you doing bad when you really living splendid

Ain't no time to be offended when you focused on yo own goals

I'ma stay grinding like that classic Clipse song go

The life I chose to live full of abundance and love

Gotta infinite connect the creator my plug

Ain't no label Suge Knightin' me no feds indicting me

Take a lot to offend ain't no social post slighting me

If it ain't direct then that shit don't count

Plus an outside opinion ain't put a penny in my account

Probably on the floor sleeping sneak dissing

And tweeting

When you broke ain't got no time to be doing bullshit for no reason

Ima ball every season off the flavor and the seasoning

I'm taking my style back I'm desisting and ceasing

Stepping on it yea I'm creasing

Everything just increasing

Really ain't gotta say no more

Two fingers I'm peacin

Uggh uggh uggh

You stay on my mind uggh

Oops oops oops oops oops

Oops oops oops oops

Uggh we walked out in the rain

Baby you and I