How I’m Living

Lyrics

[Intro] Tay Keith fuck these niggas up Still ain't sign a dizzeal all young nigga know is trap Houses in the hill look like the Grand Theft Auto map Private party bitches shakin ass and takin naps Tell this girl to come suck this dick she can't sit down [Chorus] She talkin' back she got more lip than Oscar Proud Don't play with my nose boy seen more shit than Bobby Brown Came up out the ground, look at how I'm livin now Foreign engine loud that just how we livin now Shooters on the prowl walk around with semi's now He might air the crowd, that just how he feelin now I was True'ied down, now I pull up Gucci'ed down Get that fake love when Im around, nothin but real ones in my lounge [Verse] We just poppin bottles on the sofa like we on it Using forks and knives to eat the steak, no more baloney Po up out the pint, I let my partner drink the 'rona Niggas be too phony, clip long like a kony I just spent a thousand on some shoes that look like Sketchers Never wore no Sketchers, like my white ho named Rebecca She used to be trashy, now that lil bitch livin' better She be fly as feathers, breakin niggas out they chedda [Chorus] She talkin' back she got more lip than Oscar Proud Don't play with my nose boy seen more shit than Bobby Brown Came up out the ground, look at how I'm livin now Foreign engine loud that just how we livin now Shooters on the prowl walk around with semi's now He might air the crowd, that just how he feelin now I was True'ied down, now I pull up Gucci'ed down Get that fake love when Im around, nothin but real ones in my lounge [Verse 2] Stood up and Im tryn get my check up He ain't never tried nigga fess up Fuckin on your bitch she won't let up Stuck up in my bed like a bed bug Diamonds red drippin like a wet rug Lookin like Im worth a mill when I dress up Smellin like a pound of thunder like Im Westbrook Duckin bitches that behind, never catch up Boujee petite and she eat like a beast Talk like a geek but I know she a freak Go see a movie, we fuck on the seat Stuck up to you, but she turn on to me On a vacation, I'm high by the sea Bitch she is drownin she look at my teeth Yeah, she see VVS's [Chorus] She talkin' back she got more lip than Oscar Proud Don't play with my nose boy seen more shit than Bobby Brown Came up out the ground, look at how I'm livin now Foreign engine loud that just how we livin now Shooters on the prowl walk around with semi's now He might air the crowd, that just how he feelin now I was True'ied down, now I pull up Gucci'ed down Get that fake love when Im around, nothin but real ones in my lounge [Outro] Ain't nothin but real ones in my lounge Ain't get that fake love when I'm around Still ain't sign a dizzeal all young nigga know is trap Houses in the hill look like the Grand Theft Auto map Ayy, private party bitches shakin ass and takin naps Tell your bitch to come suck this dick she can't sit down Yeah, lil nigga, tell your bitch to come here she can't sit down Lil nigga, lil nigga