| Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, baby
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| Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, uh
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| Y’all just love me for my
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up
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| Wake up everyday next to different bitches
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| Now I’m still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya
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| Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up
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| Wakin' up next to different bitches
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| Nine times out of ten I probably won’t miss her
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| Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop
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| Elliante got me iced out, yeah, yeah
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| I ain’t nothin' like a rapper, I’m a artist
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| Hundred for a show is light now, light-light
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| And I need my money right now, swear to God, yeah
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| Fuck a forty, with a knife I’m crazy
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| He was frontin', left blood on the pavement
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| I was never that boy you should play with
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| That’s word to my dawgs, I’ma stay rich
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| I’m livin' the good life, no complainin' (Complainin', yeah)
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| Porn stars in my backyard like the slave ship
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| Took a blue pill, feel like I was in the Matrix (Matrix)
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| Shit is too real, it get hard for me to fake it
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up
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| Wake up everyday next to different bitches
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| I’m still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya
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| Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up
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| Wakin' up next to different bitches
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| Nine times out of ten, I probably won’t miss her
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| Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop
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| Rock star lifestyle, rock star wife, ra-ra
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| Rock star for real, low life
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| My balls soon will be a lifetime, hey
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| Take the Rolls Royce and the Ferrari, bitch is time out
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| Take the spoon and fuckin' peel his motherfuckin' eyes out
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| I’m a real mobster, I’m a kind one
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| I been shinin' out the rough, I’m a diamond
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| Fuckin' walk inside the club, change climate
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| Y’all tellin' on each other, pigs rhymin'
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| Ain’t no stories 'round me, we all climbin'
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| Ain’t no subs in the back, I got to find one
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| 'Bout to sign to her pussy with my right hand
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| Yellow stones in the bracelet like a Sinus
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| Yeah the dawgs own a 'Ghini the way I signed 'em
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| I don’t know how to keep it, see I mind them
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| SS to a million because how the way she get on top and ride that like
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| Oh, woah, Minnesota rider (Girl)
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| Yeah, I could color all your stones like tie-dye
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| Yeah, the door will put a stone on your side eye
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| 'Cause I’m sold a million five, yeah, yeah
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
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| Taking out the air, fuck a PullUp
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| You stabbed me, gang death, girl good luck
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| Welcome y’all to Barbie life
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
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| I just bought a Range with a green butter guts
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| Put some Forgiattos on a pickup truck
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| Air the Bronco out, in Colorado
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Hey, woah)
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| Wake up everyday next to different bitches (Bitches)
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| I’m still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya (Wit' ya)
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| Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up
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| Wakin' up next to different bitches
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| Nine times out of ten, I probably won’t miss her (Yeah)
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| Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
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| Taking out the air, fuck a pull-up
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| You stabbed me, gang death, girl good luck
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| Welcome y’all to Barbie life
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| Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
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| I just bought a range with a green butter guts
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| Just a Forgiatto on a pickup truck
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| Air the Bronco out, in Colorado
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| Hey-hey |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Might Not Give Up , by - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Song from the album Artist 2.0, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп