Lite 30

Lyrics

[Intro] Phew Bitch Huh, yeah Alright [Chorus] Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin' Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin' Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty [Verse 1] Check the details, I'll be right back, I got like three sales A thousand pairs of kicks and I got 'em all at retail Mike, how many guns you bought this month? Shit, at least twelve I just made ten racks in thirty minutes, check the email OT, we got put out the room because the weed smells Come shop with us, my nigga Bud got the cheap L's Scratch off, engine in the back, this a V12 Anything you think of in your mind, nigga, we sell When it come to shit talkin', I'm the master of it I'm top three in my city, check the status of it Cartier on my wrist now, but that Patek comin' Mixed the street with the book smarts, then added somethin' [Chorus] Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin' Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin' Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty [Verse 2] Neck shinin', wrist flooded, I been workin' One of the only niggas made it out my hood, I'm the purpose Hundred-thousand-dollar checks, sign it off, write in cursive I'm kind of givin' up on love 'cause I'm sick and tired of searchin' Okay, you caught a body, got thirty years, was it worth it? Money on the floor, stop everything, this shit is urgent I'm tryna become more than just a rapper, but I'm nervous Hi-Tech in my cup got me swervin', I'm worthless Set the goal, achieve it fast, I'm on the Grim Reaper ass I was doin' whatever in these streets for me to keep a bag Turned my life around a whole 360, know my people glad I was told in order for you to grow, you gotta beat the past [Chorus] Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin' Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty