Lifers

Lyrics

[Produced by Happy Perez] [Verse 1: Curren$y] Rolling in the city where I'm from Bitches love money, niggas love guns Swear to god nothing doing down the sun Suckers playing in the do and it's already been done I got a El Camino and the bitch run Got it painted polo green Got a Hilfiger windbreaker on Smelling like Versace and weed, bitch please Imma ride on these niggas til they gone Cause I never let a sucker nigga breathe Cause they twisting up the game on roam And this exactly what the set don't need Now check it, four lowriders front your house The engines is running but lights it out You already know what thats about Got one foot in and one foot out [Hook: Curren$y] Ain't nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Blue '65 on a set of gold D's Nothing but the motherfucking lifer in me High as a motherfucker, still rolling weed Ain't nothing but the motherfucking la, la, la [Verse 2: Le$] I'm worried bout the paper, fuck some hip hop Jumping out the slab in some flip flops Ain't too many build the way we put together Frame solid, paint way wetter I'm thinking bout the days I used to need ride home Now the passenger a ten and she bopping off chrome Living off some nigga playing ball in the league She gon' give me what I want and gon' leave without a knee I'm running the streets like 20 on the Lions Get my stats right and I think about retiring The way I play the game bet I see the Hall of Fame Defenders can't see em only know his last name From the back of my jersey, I blew pass All that trash I'll be hyping, fuck fashion Need to focus on your writing You clashing with the titans, play it wise lil nigga You see you ain't ready in your eyes lil nigga [Hook: Le$] Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer In a pearl cadillac and the vogues stay clean Nothing but the motherfucking lifer in me Coming down slow, mix the sprite with the lean Ain't nothing but the motherfucking [Verse 3: Young Roddy] Iceberg Slim, pulling bitches on 'em Still cruise the city with my blinky on me On a money train, I'm on a mission homie Had a half a ounce and a half a ticket on me I miss curfew, my momma started bitching at me Living in a hood where they was trigger happy Riding in a classic bumping the classics Fuck a bitch, I rather keep money under my mattress Plan it out, draw it up and make it happen This young boy genius with his mathematics Saw my uncle in a Regal smoking on reefer Saw a bad ass bitch in some white Adidas Stack bread, still ain't nothing different homie This rap niggas divas, need i mention homie Let that bullshit in the past, I'm on some major shit My niggas in the pen call it checking in [Hook: Young Roddy] Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Lil nigga, in wide body shit sitting mean Ain't nothing but the motherfucker lifer in me Leather seats, 20 racks in my jeans Ain't nothing but the motherfucker lifer in me