This is a song about "Living you"

You want a big house cz your living in the street

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Wishing that your life will end but with life you just living

Why did you give me attention, kissing intense with living intentions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

My rhymes will have you living from house to car

We be in the party like we own that bar

Living healthy ‘n pedaling offroad, you can call ‘em animals

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Living up in your villa while we suffered you told fibs to us