Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Live a Little, artist - 99 Neighbors. Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Live a Little |
| Yeah |
| Alright, plug gonna be here in 8 minutes, let’s see if I can get this |
| 99 Neighbors, yo, I gotta give it to these new kids |
| Mama callin' me like boy what state is you in? |
| (She ain’t callin' yo' dumbass) |
| Travel all the time, you know my patience thin |
| I’ll get my paper thick like that’s my golden rule, make them digits |
| I done manifested this since dropping school, holy shit I |
| Never go back to the darker days |
| Never go back that way |
| Damn. |
| I got bags to chase |
| Blow pack to the face |
| Got rats in the race, go find 'em |
| Hoping things don’t end violent, don’t like sirens either |
| Fuck that bitch delete her, If she hurt you leave her |
| If she ain’t about your shit then why the fuck you need her? |
| I been blowing up stage and I might break the meter |
| I might buy that two seater, spent my time with two liters |
| Cocaine flow, that nose bleeder |
| Cookin' up on that new heater |
| Cold hearted, I’m never stressin' shit (Bro, you always stressin') |
| More money more problems, this black excellence |
| Back in my bag, back on the road |
| Back to me blackin' out on flows, screamin' motherfuck the president, ayy |
| Anything goes this year, I’m still sleepin' on the floor this year |
| My nigga, hold my beer, back in my groove |
| Shadow boxing the devil blindfolded, I stick and move |
| When there’s way too many vultures in the room |
| Check it, I’ve been that nigga since I hopped up off the porch |
| Of course it’s that pretty mother fucker with the torch, you’re all welcome |
| The apple never gets too far from the tree it fell from |
| The rose that grew from concrete on this album, ayy |
| If you hatin', suck my dick from the back |
| I never lack, I’m more focused than ever |
| Never relaxed, semi-detached |
| Pack bags, hit the high road, renovate for the better |
| Only chance in hell that I can get recognition in heaven, bitch |
| So let me live, I’ve been givin' all I can give |
| I’m tryna breathe, in between sippin' all I can sip |
| Bitch, get a grip, who’s the rawest off rip? |
| (Not you, nigga) |
| Answer my question, saucing daily don’t get caught in the mix, this life a |
| blessing |
| Moving onto better things, wasn’t living right for a minute |
| Angle my scope, fix my sights, like a rifle, I’m in it |
| I’m after, past passes and some first class baggage |
| I’m tellin' all these suits next to me I did it off rappin' |
| I’m braggin' of course, haters get torched, the young hell spawn |
| Don’t make me pull a motherfuckin' belt on them niggas |
| All that hatin' ain’t improvin' on your health, my nigga |
| Being jealous never helped none of your wealth, go figure |
| We keep it, most definitely doper than them, stories begin |
| This a legacy, it never could end, flow through my pen |
| All these moments that I spent with my friends |
| It all depends, what’s the most that you willin' to lend? |