(Luvvlife)

Yuh
You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit (Life hard)
Yuh
I ain't never switch up, I'm with the same bitch
These hoes waitin they turn but they won't ever get shit (Why you still in line?)
I'm so happy for my twin, he just had his first kid
Lowkey I relate, treat Balenci like my kid

But, we should have some real kids too
1,2,3,4,5 for you
I'm so happy I fell for you, like god damn how could I lie to you
Cop the Tesla, cause I care bout the environment 
But that Lambo give me a high every time I drive it
Yuh, aye but I'm in a Hellcat, can't cap
Yuh, but I'm in a Hellcat, can't cap
Yea, and that SRT got me feelin like Roman (Feelin like Roman)
I'm off a Percocet, baby I'm rollin
I'm off a E pill, baby I'm rollin (Baby I'm rollin)

Huh
Honestly, you was the best decision of my life (No cap)
Man, the type of people we is, you wouldn't even guess the shit we do 

Yuh
You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit (Life hard)
Yuh
I ain't never switch up, I'm with the same bitch
These hoes waitin they turn but they won't ever get shit (Why you still in line?)
I'm so happy for my twin, he just had his first kid
Lowkey I relate, treat Balenci like my kid

You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit
You think life hard
I think the same shit (Life hard)

LIFE HARD BUT WHAT CAN WE DO [P. YOKHALXL X LIL MIVA X CAM RALEIGH]

smmr again [Bl x RIOLEYVA]

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[Lyrics]
I ran up a hundred, so why would I stop there?
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'
Yeah, come to the dinner table, I could serve you a hundred
YSL jeans too tight, ain't doin' no runnin'
Mouth sealed, she don't say nothin'
Yeah, and my new bitch spoiled as hell, get what she want
Tryin' not to pop it, I'm so addicted to stuntin'
Hell yeah, I do what I want

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Just cut me a check or the envelope and I might just pop out to your show
Mike Tyson the— okay, yeah, I bite
I fucked up her back, then sent her right back
Ayy, yeah, she know how to ride, ride like a bike
We don't do the rah-rah, it's on sight
No rules we abide by, get Fox 5'ed
And every time that we droppin', it go viral
If she your bitch but fuckin' with me I don't think she the right ho
I don't answer her calls or her texts, send that bitch in a spiral

I turn any verse to my song and I kill it, for sure
Left out with that bitch and her best friend, but I can't take 'em both back to my home
Outside it get cold, yeah, I need me a Moncler
I won't buy her nothin', my neck and wrist bussin'

I need new cash or I don't show up
I don't go outside if I'm tore up
Got some fine shit tying my shoes
Got some fine shit rollin' my blunt
I got some thick shit up in my cup
I got some thick shit next to my squad
Know I'm so fly, I'm puttin' it on
I get so high, I do what I want

New Cash

Batmobile

[CHORUS]
Yeah, huh
I had to get in my bag real quick
All of this actin, lil baby you makin’ me sick
Just look at my wrist, bling
I shoot my shot, you know it’s green
She said that she wanna fuck with the team
You broke as shit, why you askin’ me
Thats yo bad
Don’t run up on me, you know that
Get put on a tee
Why did this bitch say she fuckin’ with me
You sayin’ this shit but I know you gone leave
Yeah
Shit, ight
You trippin, it’s cool it ain’t my life
I’m leavin’ that hoe out the spotlight
Yeah you cool, but you is not my type at all

[VERSE]
You was gonna ball with me, but you is not ballin’ at all
These niggas too weird, they flawed
Spendin’ a bag, I shop at the mall
I don’t need you for shit, but when they need sum, you know that they call
I’m good, they know imma ball
Bitch I’m fantastic
Ballin’ on niggas, I feel like I’m magic
You want this shit, can’t have it
He said it’s smoke, but I guess it is static
He sittin broke as a bitch, that is tragic
He sittin broke as a bitch, that ain’t cool
Run up them wracks, finna get me a patek
All of that shit that you did I done had it
You better step yo game up yeah

[CHORUS]
Yeah, huh
I had to get in my bag real quick
All of this actin, lil baby you makin’ me sick
Just look at my wrist, bling
I shoot my shot, you know it’s green
She said that she wanna fuck with the team
You broke as shit, why you askin’ me
Thats yo bad
Don’t run up on me, you know that
Get put on a tee
Why did this bitch say she fuckin’ with me
You sayin’ this shit but I know you gone leave
Yeah
Shit, ight
You trippin, it’s cool it ain’t my life
I’m leavin’ that hoe out the spotlight
Yeah you cool, but you is not my type at all

[SWISHA VERSE]

You not my type
You not my type
I got yo bitch by my side
Fuck it I creep through the night
I get the bag real quick
Really just been in my bag nd shit
Pop a lil xan nd shit
Red nd white been on my santa shit
Niggas they talk it aint right
Why they keep talking aint right
Im gonna pour up a sprite
Taking her damn soul through the night
I drop me a bankroll on the fit
We fenna blast off in this bih
I keep me a damn pole on my hip
Them young niggas gonn slide get ya hit

smmr again [Bl x RIOLEYVA]

M!AH (@thurlmiah)

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