How We Live

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Peezy] Woke up this morning, pocket filled with extra pros Think I might slide on Double 0 tonight and bless the hoes Pull up to the set, in and out, just came to get some clothes Riding 'round sipping on a three incase I catch a cold Thick stitching Tru's on, wheat Timb' shoes on The car come apart, but the forty cal' glued on Old bitch, she say she mad at me, I done moved on The feds tryna raid us 'cause we trapping out the school zone Bad bitches on my head, I just turn 'em down Plug say he gon' meet me in toledo for a turn around Walking out the club, niggas mugging, tryna stare us down Reach for thе strap like, "Nigga be therе when I turn around" Fans taking pictures, I'm posing, middle fingers up Pockets need to go on a diet, think they eat too much Eastside, bitch, we twenty niggas deep in buffs Niggas ain't street as us, see us and be freezing up [Chorus] Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga [Verse 2] Tru fit, wheat Timbs, D fitted All that shit you rap about, we did it Last nigga ran off, he missing Let neff take the shot, he swished it Ice buffs, ice Rollie, brick fair She want a new pair of Gucci's, bitch, where? If you wanna go to war, pick where Choppers, eagles hit that boy like a big chair Most niggas up state, couple niggas in the feds Real niggas on the grind, fuck you niggas in the bed She say she on her period, fuck you, bitch, give me head Tint in the glasses, my fucking buffs leave me shedding Went from a boy in the hood to a menace, nigga Road got you goddamn hot, still sipping, nigga Might get your dumbass robbed with that ticket, nigga Just got baptized, but still'll kill a nigga [Chorus] Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga [Verse 3] I woke up in the morning, said it's time to do my thing Last night I prayed to God my plug prices don't change I'm matching buying them stop signs for twenty-one and some change Paying nineteen for a ninety pack, thirty-six for a whole thing My plug got me doing my thing, white buffies got 'em losing they brain I pulled up with no brain, Breitling got 'em going insane Nigga, I'm doing my thang, I don't know why you ain't doing the same It ain't no room for clothes in my closet 'cause that's where I'm stashing them things Step up out the crib looking fly as hell, YSL Screw backs, watch swell, new Breitling, time will tell Tru Religiom shirt and jeans, white buffies, sour cream Louis bag, Louis shoes, Louis belt, like, fuck you mean? I'm goat dick and your bitch a fiend, I fucked the bitch, she history Lead pipes, throwing six a piece, nigga flinched so hard, ain't shit to me Bad hoes in my DM, but them groupie hoes just mention me Teameast, at the top, tryna spend a B, finna be Nigga [Chorus] Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga [Verse 4] Warn up, pussy nigga, catch a slug Teameast, young niggas, fucking thugs Mama, please forgive me, I been smoking drugs Hanging with the criminals, still in the slums Nigga with the team tats that them bitches love And my Trus sag low the way the bitches love Free Los, he got ten, that's that chopper love Grind hard, fuck a bitch, that's that guapa gold Fraud niggas, they lie, real niggas abide That ho shit I ain't buying, being a buster, nigga, I ain't lying Drag hoes, can't stand up. bad hoes, I had 'em Real bitches I had one, my real nigga threw the same ones Them young niggas, they wilding out, riding 'round with goose and weed All out in public, blowing loud in public Hood niggas, hoes love it, keep it real, nigga, don't bluff it Teameast, we does it, this the life bitch and I love it [Chorus] Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga Big brain, big rims, big buffies Big bag, big moves, big money Everything we do, we do it big, nigga From the cars to the cribs, nigga, this is how we live, nigga