LIFE Lyrics

Fire, there's nobody to call on

(I remember that, I was improvising)

Fire, nobody to call

Life

I'm in the deep end with no floaties

Shoot it, no passing like I'm Kobe

She think I'm her "BooBoo" call her yogi, huh

Quit acting brand new, you don't know me

Jacking the cheese up. Call me colby

Rolling the green up, call it dodie.

Pop me a bean, now I move slowly

Dashboard givin digital feedback like it's Dolby

Skrt on the police

Skrt on the feds

I put a brick on your head

Ain't letting up until you dead

He gotta pay up for what he said

Niggas be good up top

Complaining about little shit

Y'all don't really know how it is

Or how it could be

I'm in the deep end with no floaties

Shoot it, no passing like I'm Kobe

She think I'm her "BooBoo" call her yogi, huh

Quit acting brand new, you don't know me

Jacking the cheese up. Call me colby

Rolling the green up, call it dodie

I keep a mean mug when Im picking the green up

Man these boys ain't my homies

Kick it like FIFA

Get it messy then clean up, janitor on opponents

Lifting the team up when they feeling defeated

I been playin the goalie

Thanking my people, they was keeping it equal

When the world was the coldest

Double cupped up, I ain't toasting

Need a kick stand from the codeine

She look in my eyes and tell me the feelin is genuine

Let her ride on the pony

Bitch in disguise. I know that he capping

I smell his lies, yeah that boy is a phony

Uh, Yeah that boy is a phony

No, that boy ain't my homie

Man hell naw

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in the deep end with no floaties

Shoot it, no passing like I'm Kobe

She think I'm her "BooBoo" call her yogi, huh

Quit acting brand new, you don't know me

Jacking the cheese up. Call me colby

Rolling the green up, call it dodie.

Life

No bap, I love it

The good. The bad

The nasty. The ugly

Like magic, I poof and disappear, what's the damage

It's tragic, I never heard a squeal or a panic

Had to pass it

Assisted Shuttlesworth for the slammage

Push the lamb and chop the veal for the cabbage, it's a habit

Was timid as a kid, they was ignant. Couldn't grasp it

I'm talking bout ideas and the figments I imagined

I'm looking back on years, I was him, they couldn't stand it

I didn't plan it I'm thanking God he ain't abandon

Cuz if he did, id be laying in a casket or ashes

Niggas be good up top

Complaining about little shit

Couldn't be me

The blacker the berry

The blacker the sheep