| All I ever wanted was a Beamer
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| I was so broke, now I make more money than my teacher
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| I been through shit in my life, life couldn’t get realer
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| I didn’t have faith in God, had faith in my Nina
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| Man rise (Lekaa Beats)
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| Slap it on Ox
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| Since birth, I’ve been on jobs
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| Diss me here, pop pop
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| Somebody drop
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| And that nigga there got touched, it was all for the gang, for the squad
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| Man a mans mad
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| Niggas can’t live how I live
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| I woke up one day like «Shit»
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| «How the fuck did I give mum racks and I payed my rent, had more for a whip»
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| (Skrr)
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| I’ve been skirting 'round
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| Bill up a zoot then burn it down
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| Fuck that deal, man turned it down
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| And I need racks on racks, man worth the pounds, yeah
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| Now I got that Beamer (skrr)
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| With my niggas
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| Blood, I get more money than my teacher
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| Said I wouldn’t be shit but a dealer
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| Lately I’ve been on the grind
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| This is the reason I shine
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| Rocking designer and counting this money, bitch
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| You know I’m doing alright
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| Living, I’m living my life
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| I like her, I don’t have a type
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| Keep your girl out of my sight
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| But tonight, fam, I want pipe
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| I’m living, I’m living, I’m chilling, I did it
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| My life is the best
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| The way that they treat me, they bow when they see me
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| I feel like the best
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| All of my niggas finesse, all of my bitches are peng
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| I’m living, I’m living, I’m living, I’m living
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| My life is the best
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| Never went home
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| I was on the road with the broskis, really tryna get that dough
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| Anytime man said «Wild», frontline dishin' out smoke
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| King of the Brix, I’m the real ting, somebody let them know
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| Welcome to the Sneakbo show
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| Real gangsta, gangsta, man’s gang
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| But now I paper chase, I need grands
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| I catch flights to get my chick tanned
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| I still drive even though I’m on a ban
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| I don’t give a fuck about nothin', I don’t give a fuck about stress
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| Baby come take off your buttons, I need you to show me your breasts
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| I fuck her, I fuck her, I fuck her, I fuck her, she call me the best
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| Giving me neck, bust on her face, bustin' a sweat
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| Oh yeah, I’m the nigga of the year
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| I got trappers, I got bangers, my f boys want your squares, yeah
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| Oh yeah, keep them niggas over there
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| I’m in the building with some villains, make you rockies disappear
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| I’m living, I’m living, I’m living, I’m living, your life is a mess
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| I’m broke, I’m up, I’m broke, I’m up, I’m finally blessed
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| Lately I’ve been on the grind
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| This is the reason I shine
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| Rocking designer and counting this money, bitch
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| You know I’m doing alright
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| Living, I’m living my life
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| I like her, I don’t have a type
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| Keep your girl out of my sight
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| But tonight, fam, I want pipe
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| I’m living, I’m living, I’m chilling, I did it
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| My life is the best
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| The way that they treat me, they bow when they see me
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| I feel like the best
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| All of my niggas finesse, all of my bitches are peng
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| I’m living, I’m living, I’m living, I’m living
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| My life is the best
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| Lekaa Beats |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Living , by - Sneakbo. Song from the album Brixton, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп