r.a.f ft. taliban $mallz & frank hakins Lyrics

I just wanna live my life in the best way, On my starboy shiit no stress ayy

When the sun don't shine and my mind go blank, But I still kill shiit on verse eight

I just wanna live my life in the best way, On my starboy shiit no stress ayy

When the sun don't shine and my mind go blank, But I still kill shiit on the verse eight Skiti

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck

All my niggas lookin' rich as fuck

Big steppas got some Dior

Five Four you know how we ball

Mob ties gat some Dior

From the jet to the real life ayy

I no send we dey chop life ayy

See the crew we they one vibe ayy

All the girls them ah one love ayy

We got that continental

Continental

Continental love ayy

Trynna get that

Trynna get that

Gwuap bread

I just be doin' my way

The minimum wage

I just be hopin' for days

I just be doin' my way

The minimum wage

I just be grindin' for days

I just wanna live my life in the best way, On my starboy shiit no stress ayy

When the sun don't shine and my mind go blank, But I still kill shiit on verse eight

I just wanna live my life in the best way, On my starboy shiit no stress ayy

When the sun don't shine and my mind go blank, But I still kill shiit on the verse eight Skiti

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck

All my homies look' rich as fuck

We be ballin' like We lebron

Poppin' bottles up in the club

Know you niggas won't be like us

It's real, no shit

You know, we lit

The blunt, we hit

Them hoes, they take

She grabbin' all my dicks

She know we got a chance

I know she like my style

She love the way I grind

Benji's in her face

She say she want the Birkin

She joke, I laugh

Niggas don't know how to run shiit

So they keep askin, what's poppin

What poppin, what poppin, what poppin, what poppin

Live in the city till morning

Blowing dead faces, like, it's nothin

It's nothin, it's nothin, it's nothin, it's nothin

Slow down

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck

All my homies lookin' rich as fuck, All you niggas ain't real as us

Hup en in that drop top And I pull out in a Bentley truck