Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Living Right, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song FWA, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Money
Song language: English
Living Right |
| Niggas that’s me in that nice ass house |
| Butt-naked bitch with a nice ass |
| Walking around saying «you got a nice ass house» |
| My phone keep ringing though, my bad |
| I think my girl got me on Spycam, now |
| My homies call cocaine white trash |
| Charge you double just to take my trash out |
| I can not fuck with you bitch, cause you gon' get a nigga busted |
| Worrying 'bout the wrong things while I’m hustling |
| Put the dick up in your mouth while it’s running bitch don’t ask no questions |
| Soon as I heard they said «young nigga killed it» |
| Cause I go too hard I eat beats, mmm scrumptious delicious |
| You chewing your kidneys I hope you see blood in when you pissing |
| And we run up in your house on Christmas, and don’t ask no questions |
| Just shoot whoever’s present, why they open their presents up |
| Please Lord forgive me, I just talked to my reverend |
| Asked him if I’m the devil he said «that's these bitches» |
| See I’m from New Orleans, that bitch is infested |
| Shoot out like the Westerns, kill you and your bestie |
| Pay niggas to do it correctly, two ninas they lesbians |
| I gotta shoot you with both or else one would get jealous |
| I make money not exceptions, take pills like breath mints |
| She just get dick and refreshments, free all my dogs in corrections |
| We all we got don’t need extras, we don’t expect shit |
| We don’t get mad over pussy, I’m probably lying in some pussy |
| While fools out here dying over pussy, and that’s what I don’t understand |
| Cause a young nigga living right |
| Young nigga living right |
| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right |
| A young nigga living right |
| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right |
| But now a young nigga living right |
| Bitches see me and start getting right |
| Because they know a nigga living right |
| (You see) |
| Standing on the top I got a |
| Lot of observations |
| Young nigga lot of options |
| You, you |
| Running through a check |
| Buying all the champagne, been blowing up the net |
| And setting all the trends, showing niggas what’s next |
| I was drinking coffee, smoking weed on the jet |
| Probably with your wifey, getting her back for pillow talk, but we ain’t talking |
| Getting top, I’m laying on top, swear to God I had a chopper |
| Now the gun biz are the friends hopping out of helicopters |
| I be rolling out the doctor’s wishes |
| Counting up the money, kicking out the bitches |
| Cause they all up on you but be gone when it get real |
| Bitches ain’t shit but a brick to your windshield |
| Shows in the evening, business meetings in the morning |
| (Hooo) |
| Goons on deck, don’t make a nigga sic ‘em on ya |
| (Go, go, go) |
| Niggas talking shit gon' make a nigga get pneumonia |
| Wrist so cold, think it’s sick and got Ebola |
| Crib so big got a bitch in every corner |
| Joint smoke good ‘cause I showed her how to roll it |
| In the mornings I got meetings with my lawyer |
| Arguments I’ll never be a part of |
| Love pussy and some good conversation |
| And that money, we don’t ever see a shortage |
| Nigga run up on me, he gonna be a goner |
| Bruce Wayne whip, I got a new favorite bitch |
| I got a joint I just rolled, I got a Liu Kang kick |
| I gotta do it big, it’s just how I do things |
| (Uh) |
| Cause a young nigga living right |
| Young nigga living right |
| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right |
| A young nigga living right |
| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right |
| But now a young nigga living right |
| Bitches see me and start getting right |
| Because they know a nigga living right |
| (You see) |
| My homie got the pistol and he might spazz out |
| Light span, mothafuckin' light span |
| That shit all depend on how tonight pan out |
| Oh, I said these hoes ain’t right man |
| I left my shady bitch, I got a nice tan now |
| Red bandana in my right pocket |
| So if I pull the trigger I can wipe that down |
| I just put my gun up in her Coach bag |
| I won’t hesitate to pull it right back out |
| Life Coach, I don’t need no life coach |
| To coach me through my motherfuckin' ups and downs |
| Tell a bitch don’t ask no questions, my money so old |
| I tell my new money, respect your elders |
| I’m starting to get jealous of my own reflection |
| The young nigga sexy, a young nigga healthy |
| A young nigga flexing, I’m counting my blessings |
| Achoo, God bless me, thank you, you’re welcome |
| I talk to my reverend, asked him if there’s a heaven |
| A heaven for a G, because me and my gangstas |
| Done done it all but never tell, he say «we already in hell» |
| I said «ain't that a bitch» ‘cause I work too hard |
| But still thankful as if this shit came as a gift |
| I just pray for my niggas that’s out there still slangin' that shit |
| Keep my distance, I can’t take that risk, I hope they understand |
| Cause a young nigga living right |
| Young nigga living right |
| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right |
| A young nigga living right |
| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right |
| But now a young nigga living right |
| Bitches see me and start getting right |
| Because they know a nigga living right |
| (You see) |