| I’m just living my life baby
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| I just I just hope I’m doing it right baby
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| I know I’m gone you all alone
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| But for now I’m just living my life baby
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| And if I’m wrong just know
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| I was thinking I was doing it right baby
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| They tell me please don’t go
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| But I’m just living my life
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| I pull up with a full cup and tint so clear
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| As I peruse the parking lot
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| All of the boppers appear
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| I’m on the perforated captain c ever discreet
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| Backwoods aromatics sweet filled to the t
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| With a ever slightly elevated ceiling convert
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| I’m lower copy bout to cop me
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| Don’t call me its only chirp
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| I’m slowly crawling lurking
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| With Kirko Bangz working
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| Strutting through the gallows
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| With 50 racks on my person
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| I’m hurting these boys rather coy with such poise
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| On a mission for cream and I never settle for a soy
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| So I get it and get back on the grind
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| My paper climb is on my mind
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| No days off, no vacay, and no breaks
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| I want all mine
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| And I’m on time like clockwork
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| When the top convert and the music play
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| Bless me to breathe another day
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| For those that ain’t here light up the hay
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| Pour a skee taste and drift away
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| Your moments not gon live today
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| So say what they made, my folks I pray
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| I’m just living my life baby
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| I just I just hope I’m doing it right baby
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| I know I’m gone you all alone
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| But for now I’m just living my life baby
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| And if I’m wrong just know
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| I was thinking I was doing it right baby
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| They tell me please don’t go
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| But I’m just living my life
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| Shit, my life is right I feel tonights the night I blow
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| Smoke my weed I hit this dro
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| Smoke it up then get some mo
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| My cousin ask me do I blow
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| I tell him no he’s only fo-teen
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| I’m superman to the young man
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| Head chef for the home team
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| I know it’s crazy for the lil lady
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| That had the baby that turned famous
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| No goodbyes it was no surprise
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| To the young girl as she rolled her eyes
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| She don’t understand what’s the plan
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| When her boyfriend gotta call in
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| He was all in fallin for the love life
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| But he’s fallin in love with the thought of ballin
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| Chasin cheese and getting dough
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| Go to sleep at 6am and then he wake up around 4
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| I don’t know is what he said
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| You gotta go the city said
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| Keep on pushing, bench press
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| Boy you buzzing, insects
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| Good luck to the niggas that’s hatin
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| I’m prayin and patiently waitin
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| I’m putting it down and I’m grindin
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| My moment is comin to say that I finally made it
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| Claimin my spot like it or not
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| Put me on top, Biggie and Pac
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| Choppin it up like a helicop
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| I do it for the niggas that’s on my block
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| Don’t do it for the bitches that’s on my cock
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| Cuz they wasn’t around when I wasn’t around
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| Looking around don’t see nobody
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| I got no help my heart is divided
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| But still I fight it whenever I write it
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| Pencil and paper I go for the title
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| Idle time can kill yo grind
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| I never sleep I’m always writing
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| Fucking real, fuckin ill
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| Had these skills before the deal
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| And shoutout my brother will
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| Thanks to him I fucking kill
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| Any track they put me on
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| Any track you would be on
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| I’ll dog you in my sleep
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| I gets my fucking snoopy on
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| Bitch
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| I’m just living my life baby
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| I just I just hope I’m doing it right baby
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| I know I’m gone you all alone
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| But for now I’m just living my life baby
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| And if I’m wrong just know
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| I was thinking I was doing it right baby
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| They tell me please don’t go
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| But I’m just living my life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Life , by - Kirko Bangz. Song from the album Procrastination Kills 3 (Hosted By DJ Drama), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп