Living This Life Lyrics

(Mill No Chill)

(Corporate Trapper)

(Trill800)

(WOR Shit N****)

Got rich this year

My whole life changed

Woke up, hit the bank

Then I hopped on a plane

Only thing that changed

Was the Louis V Shades

I'm with a bad bitch in Cali

Pull up in a Porsche

Or the Range

First stop got to hit Bossa Nova

Lil bitch throwing fits

She said I'm on games

I sent her a text

Told her to come over

Pretty face, she got a slim waste

She even swung me a Chase

In the club pouring bottles of Ace

Hit the telly

Can't go to my place

That's how it is

When you living this life

Corporate Trapper I cant do a 9-5

That girl is your world

She's trying to be my wife

Fly her to my city

I fuck her on sight

(Mill No Chill)

I love to go shopping

Bad bitch with me

I'm taking her shopping

I walk in the store

I buy what I want

Don't care what it's costing

You know that I got it

I'm bussing the bank

I do not sell narcotics

I'm in New York

It's me, Addie, and Weigh

Rocking out show

I got sold out dates

Having racks out in Dallas

Like I am T.D. Jakes

That ass on my bitch

It looks real but it's fake

Bitch we having motion

In every state

We had to take all the risks

That's why our pockets are straight

Whole gang up off investing

Four pockets full

But I'm not with QC

I'm who your n**** wants to be

These little n***** like sons to me

All these little bitches

Trying to be up under me

All this designer

I got it for free

You need a verse

I'm going to charge you a fee

I'm stacking my racks

I'm putting them up

Tried to run off

With the paper

He ran out of luck

Got rich this year

My whole life changed

Woke up, hit the bank

Then I hopped on a plane

Only thing that changed

Was the Louis V Shades

I'm with a bad bitch in Cali

Pull up in a Porsche

Or the Range

First stop got to hit Bossa Nova

Lil bitch throwing fits

She said I'm on games

I sent her a text

Told her to come over

Pretty face, she got a slim waste

She even swung me a Chase

In the club pouring bottles of Ace

Hit the telly

Can't go to my place

That's how it is

When you living this life

Corporate Trapper I cant do a 9-5

That girl is your world

She's trying to be my wife

Fly her to my city

I fuck her on sight