Livin’ At

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I want the money, I don't need respect Don't wish me luck, I don't believe in that Gon' run up on me, I ain't seen him yet Get robbed for that if I ain't meetin' that Get odd with me, I'ma even that Eloise where the team is at Make your heart stop, get your breathin' checked Fuckin' frauds, I'll put a G in check Free old boy, I ain't seen him yet I been gettin' money out the Big Apple Staten Island in a big statue Double bags, that's a big hassle I send for you, a goon sent at you When they see you they gon' bitch-smack you Tie you up, straight kidnap you If it's beef that's how I get at you If it's beef I woulda been at you Where I'm from we just plot a lot Got real goons that ain't tryna stop Ridin' out till their tires pop Keep shootin' till the silence stop Give the word out and I'll find your block You ain't gotta be a crackhead But niggas die just for tryin' Roc I don't care what y'all begin to say Fuck with me, nigga, this semi spray I don't like none of y'all anyway I take you niggas on any day I get it, I flip it the other way I just cashed out like the other day Drop a band on my mother for Mother's Day The money be comin' like, "¡Ándale!" [Hook] I'm smokin' on this good shit, relax my mind I don't let it slide, you cross the line I don't trust my own niggas sometime Watch my own back, I don't know who watchin' mine I'm smokin' on this good shit Relax my mind, I need a hit of that I don't let it slide, you cross the line And I'ma give you that I don't trust my own niggas sometime Them niggas quick to snap I don't know who watchin' lookin' where I'm livin' at [Verse 2] I'm never scared; 'fore a tell a fed And be a snitch I'll eat a shell instead I-I do what the hell I please Y'all do what the hell I said Roc lookin' like King Tut Diamonds white, blue, yellow, red I got a Jesus piece and I keep a piece If you reach for these you'll be hella dead If I am pussy, then show me Goon nigga, you can not hold me You thinkin' them niggas your homie Them niggas is fake and they phony Killas is holdin' their ho heat I'm watchin' my back 'cause of old me Never get caught by my lonely Niggas I beef with they know me Give me a pack, a couple of weeks And I'ma come back with a Rollie I've been outta town with that OG Smokin' a pound of that OG I'm stackin' the money, then burnin' it I rep the Cave, this shit permanent Eloise niggas they murder shit When is y'all niggas gon' learn this shit? Ahh! Glock 40, make it fire straight Where I'm from, if you eatin' good And we ain't eat as much you better hide your plate I used to be posted by the lake Now I'm gettin' money outta state Workin', I ain't got time to hate Free my niggas that got trial dates [Hook] I'm smokin' on this good shit, relax my mind I don't let it slide, you cross the line I don't trust my own niggas sometime Watch my own back, I don't know who watchin' mine I'm smokin' on this good shit Relax my mind, I need a hit of that I don't let it slide, you cross the line And I'ma give you that I don't trust my own niggas sometime Them niggas quick to snap I don't know who watchin' lookin' where I'm livin' at
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- Writers
- Tay Roc