Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Living, artist - Mike Zombie. Album song Humble Genius, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mike Zombie
Song language: English
I'm Living |
| Wooh! |
| Oh yeah |
| They think this money coming out of thin air |
| Bitch I’m back, on my bullshit, been on it |
| Your bitch back up on my dick and she been on it |
| Who fake? |
| you, man this, new |
| Shit I’m on I’m doin' shit I ain’t know I could do |
| I’m with the set, yes, none' less |
| Make it rain so I could drown the snakes that’s in the grass |
| And I’m living, yeah |
| Prayin' every night that I get right tto where I’m supposed to 'fore I’m |
| finished |
| Bitch, you know the name, don’t get twisted |
| Motherfucker, I’m living |
| Out a suitcase, landing at a new place |
| Looking like I move weight, 609 the new thang |
| When you thought I couldn’t do things, I go find a new way |
| Glad you got a new face, it’s looking like a screw face |
| And I will come and screw bae, fuck you and your crew fake |
| We’ll swing on you, no mood swing |
| You fail and I say hooray |
| Like it was a good thing |
| That’s how me and my crew bang |
| Sippin' on this D’usse, a like a nigga new Jay |
| Damn, I got more hair than my ex |
| Look all of you right in your eyes like you gon' get this flex |
| I’m always down to make a hater upset |
| Rappers so subliminal but all my checks direct |
| Ok I got 'em, yeah |
| All these niggas wanna count my money but don’t wanna count my problems |
| Wonder how much you’ll spend on them, give a fuck how you got it |
| I’m like wooh! |
| Oh yeah |
| They think this money coming out of thin air |
| Bitch I’m back, on my bullshit, been on it |
| Your bitch back up on my dick and she been on it |
| Who fake? |
| you, man this, new |
| Shit I’m on I’m doin' shit I ain’t know I could do |
| I’m with the set, yes, none' less |
| Make it rain so I could chop the snakes that’s in the grass |
| And I’m living, yeah |
| Prayin' every night that I get right to where I’m supposed to 'fore I’m finished |
| Bitch, you know the name, don’t get twisted |
| Motherfucker, I’m living |
| But I’m stressed though |
| My life is so stressful |
| But I’m never tripping, it was like that from the get go |
| I get the money, then hoes |
| Cause that’s how you get hoes |
| You won’t understand because you never been successful |
| My life is crazy, trust me |
| I just got bagged by Bucky |
| But I couldn’t chill with her cause I ain’t have no money |
| And that was motivation, fuck is a vacation? |
| Vacay when I get me a crib big as a plantation |
| Damn, for yourself how you can’t do |
| But always feel the need to tell me how to make my moves |
| I swear to god, I’ll even put that on my mom |
| I’ma cop that Lamborghini then ice out that 609 |
| And I’ll be living, yeah |
| Niggas think that killin' other niggas, really make 'em a real nigga |
| Real niggas give they niggas opportunities, so I can understand if you don’t |
| feel this nigga |
| I’m like wooh! |
| Oh yeah |
| They think this money coming out of thin air |
| Bitch I’m back, on my bullshit, been on it |
| Your bitch back up on my dick and she been on it |
| Who fake? |
| you, man this, new |
| Shit I’m on I’m doin' shit I ain’t know I could do |
| I’m with the set, yes, none' less |
| Make it rain so I could chop the snakes that’s in the grass |
| And I’m living, yeah |
| Prayin' every night that I get right the way I’m supposed to 'fore I’m finished |
| Bitch, you know the name, don’t get twisted |
| Motherfucker, I’m living |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| yeah |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| Zombie |
| Fuck it up! |
| yeah |
| Now give 'em work nigga, give 'em work |
| Now give 'em work nigga, give 'em work |
| Now give 'em work nigga, give 'em work |
| Give 'em work, give 'em work, give 'em work |
| Let it breathe now |
| Let it breathe, nah, fuck that shit |
| Show 'em that you want this shit |
| All my shit is like rape |
| You don’t know who you fuckin' with |
| Day after election day you all know who I’m runnin' with |
| If the shit is way too easy then I don’t trust the shit |
| Been knew I was one of a kind, I been accustomed bitch |
| Who said I wasn’t this? |
| (Laughs) |
| Can’t take away from who I be and are |
| I’m some other shit |
| This what God’s work look like |
| When you uncover it? |
| When I stunt I treat it like lotion way I rub it in |
| I rubbed a couple shoulders and them fuck niggas think we friends |
| I’m tossing money, not the term |
| The term to me is really dead |
| Do everything and die is the goal |
| 'Til then I’m living man |