Can i Live Lyrics

While I'm watching every nigga watching me closely

My shit is butter for the bread they wanna toast me

Mostly, make moves all on my doly

Cause cats phony but they pose as your homie

They want you to send a boat after they burn the bridge

You worthless kid, you don't deserve to live

Go ahead hit my line watch how I swerve that shit like

They thinking that shit sweet little they know they cut off

I'm in the cut like a bandaid just ducked off

Jump in a cypher to get the rust off

I got some dirt on my shoulder your bitch could dust off

Ain't been this focused in all my life since I crossed my t's and I dot my i's

Went from drops on soundcloud, straight to spotify

Now like my mans Bigga, baby I'm worldwide, you heard

Never crying bout losses, yeah we just boss up

Yeah he came from the gutter but now he flossed up

Cross us? you know what time it is

I'm just handling biz my nigga can I live

And that question is so rhetorical

Ain't a part of nothing my nigga less than historical

See me in the streets just act cordial

Hoes flocking a nigga that's what the aura do

Never in nothing affordable, on that flee shit

Your boy killing shit dog it ain't no secret

Them gang green homies ain't nothing to beef with

Banging on my chest, show you just how a beast get, yeah

See the gawd up next better give me props

And you see what's round his neck shit is really hot

It ain't hard to tell moe, just connect the dots

You know where it's at nigga X marks the spot

I'm from a block that's mad gritty, a mad city

Ain't no love in their hearts they just have envy

That's more than half, plenty, fuck it got that bag with me

Stay flossing on em' slime word to Trav Nitty

Never crying bout losses, yeah we just boss up

Yeah he came from the gutter but now he flossed up

Cross us? you know what time it is I'm just handling biz my nigga can I live

Can I live?

Flee, can I live

Hottest thing under the sun,

yeah I'm the one

From the same borough as Pun come from the slums

Always stay banging on beats just like a drum

When them pretty joints see us I promise they sweating us

You can't be serious

Big headed nigga just like a genius

Hearing all your lies dog it gets tedious

So I keep one eye open like CBS

You CB4, screaming out we the best

When I hear your little flow, duke I ain't impressed, nah

Step on toes? I step on necks

Tell the label cut the check before they cut your neck

You heard? Shit

And that's some acts of kindness

Violate homie see some acts of violence

Wind up lost on the path to find this

Go ahead and kiss the ring cause that's your highness

Never crying about losses, yeah we just boss up

Yeah he came from the gutter but now he flossed up

Cross us? you know what time it is I'm just handling biz my nigga can I live?