This is a song about "Fancy lifestyle"

I live a liberated lifestyle,

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

And hell. human condition? what a fancy name to label on a prison,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

//this is not the ghetto lifestyle i live, y'all know my story

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style