Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can I Live feat. Mac Miller, artist - Casey Veggies. Album song Sleeping in Class, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.09.2011
Record label: PNCINTL
Song language: English
Can I Live feat. Mac Miller |
| He ain’t ridin insurance like whatever though |
| Say you got a bad chick, mine looks better though |
| Got her on lock, but I swear we ain’t together though |
| She’s just gonna ride with a nigga 'till I let her go |
| Rapping what I’m living man, the shit I spit is medical |
| Soothing to the mind like Cali green, that’s medical |
| Young boy flyer than that time I ate an edible |
| Keep going up like a kite when you let it go |
| I be on some new shit, new chick from Mexico |
| Trying to have kids, I told her I wasn’t ready though |
| Yeah, they ain’t know me like shawty know me |
| And they ain’t no better than shawty though |
| You niggas be playing so I had to hit the audible |
| Touchdown pass, sold crack going Roddy though |
| Rocking that shit, got me looking like a pot of gold |
| Hit the jackpot, now we popping, it’s the party ho |
| I just want it all, so I can have enough to give |
| No more worrying at all, baby I just wanna live |
| We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib |
| Then you can tell your friends that you relaxed with the kid |
| (Lay back, get it big, can I live?) |
| Living flyer than I’ve ever been, you just mad you never been |
| Bitches at the tele getting freaky like they lesbians |
| And they noticed everything I kick incredible |
| Mac Miller here with the homie Mr. Vegetables |
| Most Dope general, I know you see us on tour |
| Do a thirty minute set, the people want more |
| And that’s an encore |
| The show runs late |
| Bitches give me head trying to find out how my cum taste |
| I ain’t talking about the jeweler, saying «Fuck Jake» |
| Iphone on me for my Sports Center updates |
| OH, the Steelers won again |
| And groupies rolling through, I tell them bring a hundred friends |
| It’s good we out in Cali, and Casey that’s my homie |
| We cooler than Moe Dee, it’s easy macaroni |
| Shawty wanna ride that pony, tell her give me brain, no teeth |
| Boy we party all night and we don’t sleep |
| Got up his endurance about his cheddar though |
| Got the chick in her bare ass, Plaxico |
| Rappers off that cheap gas, got that shit from Texaco |
| Rapping until you’re thirty, don’t really know how to let it go |
| Yeah, my father had to let me know |
| Everything he did were situations to help me grow |
| As a young kid little shit makes you miserable |
| Now I’m grown up, told that man that I’m about to blow |
| Once I get going there’s no stopping |
| They roaring, we’re show stopping |
| Wasn’t even aware that my flow’s proper, but it is fosho |
| Once you makeup your mind, man you can get the dough |
| Split up your time and clock in, you’ll grow |
| I talk about uplifting shit |
| Plus all the chicks I hit |
| Plus the one girl I love |
| She knows exactly who she is |
| Sincerely, rap’s hope |
| Hope you’re hearing me |
| My future’s so bright |
| That it’s scaring me |