Viva La Vida Lyrics

Too many niggas is rapping like they out here trapping but they really be on some faking shit

If I pull up on a nigga, I come with the heat, put a hole in his ass like I'm baking shit

All of these niggas is on my dick heavy, don't worry 'bout bussin', just make sure you take the tip

On my way up to the top, ain't no way Ima stop so make sure that you videotaping this

They can't breathe, I'm knocking 'em out one by one, it's a breeze

Make 'em drop to they knees, I ain't blocking, bitch you boutta watch my neck freeze

I do it with ease, they flocking to me like the birds that they be

I get at 'em in the evening, apples never fall too far from the tree

Everything Vida do top notch

Ima stay on all y'all bitches heads like top knots

Can't see the time, bezel blinding on this stopwatch

Jumping over blocks to the top playing hopscotch

Vida #1, I got the top spot

Tryna do what I do but you not hot

I got the block hot and I got the Glock hot

What's next? Been ready, I'm a hot shot

Nigga fuck you, Ima get my bread up

Bitches boutta be out of careers, keep your head up

Lost it a little but now I got my head on

Suck it while he drive, if he crash? That's a head on

Ain't fucking with do boys, I'm fucking with drug lords

I'm a ice cold bitch, fuck you want a hug for

Fuck you looking smug for? Bitch must want it

I don't care what one say, I got all these hundreds

I'm a rich bitch, you can't speak to me ever

Will that lil nigga stop geeking me? Never

Vida the name, Ima be here forever

I'm blessed, I don't need luck on my endeavors

I'm getting back at whoever whenever

Bitches is brainless yet thinking they clever

Ain't no redemption, it's forever severed

Write my own raps and they hard lil heffa

All of you niggas man y'all is a joke to me

Can't believe that bum nigga just spoke to me

If you won't step to me? Shut the fuck up

If that nigga with me, he know he lucked up

Gotta dust off my shoulder

Putting polka dots all on they boulders

Fuck the childish shit, I'm getting older

Got the penthouse and the new Rover

Just copped a new Coupe on that nigga what's new to a nigga who ain't never had a real bitch

Ain't no getting through to that nigga, be through with that nigga and he'll realize too late he sick

Ain't no point in talking 'bout it if you walk about it

If you really 'bout it, let's get it

But most of these niggas? They ain't got a stick

And they pumping fake, but it is what it is

Uh

When I pull up with them drugs in my pocket, you know that a bitch going way up

When I say I got shooters, I don't mean I got my niggas doing layups

Tell 'em to pray up, got my goons wrists skating like Tonya

We balling like Spike Lee

I gotta have it and stunting a habit, they wishing they could get like me

I fuck with they psyches, make a bitch go psycho and start a shootout

A nigga name will never be in my mouth unless the nigga getting chewed out

Rappers tryna box me in 'til I pull up in that truck and get 'em moved out

I'm pulling they roots out, them shits grew out anyway now you out

They couldn't hold a candle to me, I'm too wild

You niggas get blew out

Heard she talking shit, split the bitch wig, now the blood gon ooze out

You niggas get tuned out 'til I hear a lil chit chat and bring that tool out

I'm on the move now, you bitches gon lose now, y'all getting threw out

So what you gon do now that I'm winning and living better than ever

Applying that pressure, I'm a hidden treasure, give your ears pleasure

Bitches would kill to spit like this, they only do it on the dick

A nigga could never be on my shit if he ain't hard like bricks

But that's why I'm killing 'em, grilling 'em

All these rappers? I ain't feeling 'em

Feeling like without me the game got no hope

I'm a rap goddess, no Eminem

Vida Star is the synonym of the bitch reviving real female rap

Killing mediocrity with no apology, all you wack bitches to the back

Back to the script now, I get a kick out of kicking you bitches out

Not like y'all was in in the first place, y'all in the worst place

Cursed place, rapping for clout

Ain't one skilled bone in y'all bitches bodies

Give it up before I die of laughter

Songs sound like a fucking disaster

I can't save the game any faster

Nah I really can't though

I know you bitches sick as fuck

Listening to all these flows and wished y'all could ride a beat like this

Wished y'all could eat like this

I'm here to tell you it'll never fucking happen

Fuck is you talking bout?

Vida

Uh, yeah

Yeah

Vida

Vida

Viva la Vida, Viva la Vida