Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Live For Today, artist - Sean CAlbum song Loud Dreams Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.07.2014
Record label: Grind
Song language: English
Live For Today |
| I’m Stuck in the trap, but I’m loving the money |
| I was smart enough to know not to fuck with the dummies |
| If I ain’t up in the spot, then I’m up in a honey |
| Straight 12 hour shifts with nothing but twenties |
| I got no patience, and I hate waiting |
| I send niggas on permanent vacations |
| We ain’t even that deep, it’s just eight patients |
| We out here on these streets and we straight caking |
| Yeah, pop a bottle then burn an L |
| I get familiar with the circuit, then I work it well |
| You ain’t got the man power, or the personnel |
| Be the last one to shoot, and the first to tell |
| Just a wet stop, I’m with the best stops |
| Flow nasty, like the bathrooms at the rest stops (ew) |
| Four fifth and a black cargoes |
| Just ask Rob Zoe, kisses the black Pablo |
| Live for today |
| And forget tomorrow |
| Prosper for the moment |
| Tomorrow is never promised to us |
| Live for today like it’s your last |
| Waking up to somebody’s same bullshit |
| Haters wanna gun me down with a full clip |
| Bitches here to take me away from my queen |
| And random dick riders tryna sneak it to the team |
| There’s +No New Friends+, just like the song said |
| Especially when you’re dealing with real long bread |
| You better be lion hearted, with a strong head |
| Ready to leave your enemies where they belong, dead! |
| The power of the paper is a life changer |
| But the power of the pussy is a wife changer |
| You gotta know just what you’re getting into |
| But you can’t know 'bout shit that you ain’t been through |
| Walking through the jungle, I try to blend in |
| Preparing myself for whoever they gone send in |
| And if I sin, then may Father forgive me |
| Man, I’m just prayn that my children outlive me |
| On some real shit! |
| (Hook) |
| Live for today |
| And forget tomorrow |
| Prosper for the moment |
| Tomorrow is never promised to us |
| Live for today like it’s your last |
| Amateurs built the ark, pros built the Titanic |
| The worst times bring out your best, nigga, why panic? |
| I need cash out of this world I’m tryna buy planets |
| The risk big, the reward gotta be gigantic |
| This the point in my life |
| I realize how you live after you die is just as important as life |
| One of my killas told me he disappointed with life |
| And he don’t trust nothin' but his joint and his knife |
| So he just livin' for the day cause |
| Niggas snakes and be givin' it away |
| When the leave, they be slitherin' away |
| I be chauffeured driven in the Maybach |
| Bumpin' 'Can I Live" that old Jay track |
| They should lock up all the suckers and bring real niggas home |
| They should call me gangsta Hughes, I write real nigga poems |
| Like, roses are red, the new hundreds are blue |
| Y’all are finished like the line when I do run into you |
| You better live for the day!" |
| (Hook) |
| Live for today |
| And forget tomorrow |
| Prosper for the moment |
| Tomorrow is never promised to us |
| Live for today like it’s your last |
| Nowadays, you gotta walk with a Beretta |
| See the G’s, red and green, double letters |
| I hit the block and kill the pop, that’s my agenda |
| These niggas working and these hoes won’t make it betta |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I hit 'em up, like the return of Machiavelli |
| I’m getting money ain’t shit that you can tell me |
| Turn the block to Elm Street, like I was Freddy |
| These niggas jealous |
| I got a kilo from Titto, but I ain’t tellin' |
| They wanna put a bullet in my cerebelum |
| Just cause they heard I was the man, I want 11 |
| In a flash, it could be yur last |
| Know some niggas in they 30, living in the past |
| And never tell a soul where you keep your stash |
| It can be your own homie coming with a mask |