Parents bitchin about my attendance living life like i'm a peasant
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk
Living a life harder than a gangster
And i hear em feeling my florida swagger
I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
Living that, living that life is da best,
But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner
Sliced through the liver, probably lived a life of a sinner,
Living my life like a journey, everyday is a quest,
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Towards the life you're living
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door
Man ive been through a living hell
It's that crack, give you something to sell
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