Living Lyrics

Stack to the ceiling

I'm tryn' make a living

Your dream I live it

Hoe this just the beginning

New V, I'm in it

I think your lil' hoe tripping

Said fuck that hoe

No I do not want her no more

No I'm not sane

I need medicine for the low

I crunch a band

For the hell of it, I'm the goat

I send them shots

At your head and shit, get you gone

They can't put up with this flexing, yeah

Come on, watch the way I'm stepping, yeah

I just walked in, now they stressing

We tote, we tote them sticks and lethal weapons

Want me forever

I pulled the lever, changed my story

No director

Said she would stick by my side

Through whatever weather

I'm counting cheddar

Your racks lighter than a feather

My jacket leather

And I'm smoking on that pressure

I chase the racks

Cause the money ain't got no gender

Thought we was in it forever

Tied like a tether

They tryn' run up on my twin

Don't think I would let 'em

New Pelle Pelle

You know my jacket stay leather

That hoe so bad

Yeah, I really thought she was treasure

That hoe so bad

Yeah, I'm praying that she forever