We Livin' Like That

I'ma put my niggas where my heart go Heart go Burner by the car door Also the torso point it at your cornrows Cornrows Shoot 'em where his thoughts go Bah What you said I thought so You don't wanna spark woe Nope 'Cause I'm feeling like charcoal Ayy I'm feeling like a lost soul Boy I'm in war mode War mode Highway to Heaven nigga Errp I can take you off-road Even though I'm way up I still finesse I still finesse yeah Even though I'm prayed up I feel possessed Dang I don't know man it's like lately Lately I ain't been myself Nope I looked into the mirror and I see somebody else I don't recognize the face that I wear Damn I look into my eyes and ain't nobody there and I'm sleeping with a bitch I don't know Who is you She sleeping with the dick down her throat oh lord What if some niggas kick down the door I shoot it out then hide behind the ho Nigga what I'm living like that yeah Nigga what I'm living like that yeah Yeah Nigga what You can die like that Don't try like that Sour grapes nigga 'cause you whine like brats I don't see these niggas 'cause they shine like black I'ma throw some bullets in the sky nice catch In the sky blue 'vette repping Piru set Suwoop Hop up out that bitch like Batman Yeah You get a toe tag quicker than a hashtag Haha I cut his feet off tell that nigga tap dance I cut his wings off make a nigga crash land Woo I need a theme song nigga I'm a masked man You talk trash nigga only to the trash man Yeah These pussycat niggas need a CAT scan Yeah I'm a mob boss asking what the crime cost Yeah On my high horse seeing who I can buy off Yeah Got a chauffeur somewhere up in my garage lost Got some codeine poured up for a dry cough Nigga I'm living like that Pour up yeah Nigga what I'm sipping like that Pour up yeah Lord they can take me away carry me in the wind Bury me with a grin Salary may offend Now a bad-ass bitch sharing me with her friend And I started from the bottom like a tree with a stem Woo Now I feel like 50 Cent 'cause I see many men Wish death upon me like a genie with them But I put the burner barrel to his beanie and brim And leave a blood pool put on your bikini and swim Woo Motherfucker don't try don't you even attempt Yeah I don't even want beef I want linguine and shrimp Lamborghinis and martinis and a suite full of nymphs Fat stinky backwood a swisher sweet with some length boy And when it's them I got the heat with the nth Yeah Magazine extend and my Nina a twin I don't know two other bad sisters meaner than them I call them Venus and Serena they hyena your limbs And we livin' like that yeah Yeah Nigga what You could get it like that Like that nigga yeah I'ma put my niggas where my heart go Heart go Burner by the car door Car door Also the torso point it at your cornrows Cornrows Shoot 'em where his thoughts go Bah What you said I thought so You don't wanna spark woe 'Cause I'm feeling like charcoal Ayy I'm feeling like a lost soul Boy I'm in war mode War mode Highway to Heaven nigga I can take you off-road I can take you off-road Woah Welcome to the crossroads Woah yeah See one thing about me nigga I don't give two fucks about these niggas I'm three ticks from bombing nigga I'm four sips from drowning nigga I'm five star if you're counting nigga Tunechi