Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifestyle, artist - SOB X RBE. Album song GANGIN, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SOB X RBE
Song language: English
Lifestyle |
| I remember late nights all alone |
| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone |
| RIP all of my niggas dead and gone |
| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home |
| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right |
| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky |
| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot |
| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops |
| Dreams about gettin' in the wraith I’ma do it |
| Big .40 on me when I’m in my city cruisin' |
| Niggas come tripping, ain’t no question I’ma use it |
| Everybody say they with the shit til they prove it |
| Deals on the table, ain’t no waitin' let’s get to it (let's get to it) |
| All in her, baby late night I abuse it |
| When I dive in, its like divin' in the pulpit |
| If her boyfriend find out he gone lose it |
| Yep and I’m just tryna get my life right (get my life right) |
| I’m just tryna get a million in my lifetime (lifetime) |
| Niggas get killed broad day at the stop light |
| Was a nobody in the dark, now that light shine nigga |
| I remember late nights all alone |
| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone |
| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone |
| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home |
| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right |
| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky |
| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot |
| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops |
| Never needed nobody, I get it by myself |
| How you sayin' free a nigga, but won’t put in on they bail |
| I know niggas doin' time and they’ll never ever tell |
| And all this winnin' we been doin', you would think we never failed |
| Nigga, quit that story tellin' |
| If I take this nigga bitch, he gone be more than jealous |
| I ain’t lackin', fuck nigga, I be more than careful |
| And them crackers lock me up, I don’t do no confession |
| Life a game of chess, you better learn to use your soldiers |
| Streets cold as fuck, better learn that I get colder |
| Niggas love talkin' head, 'til we knock it off they shoulder |
| It be freezin' in the summer, we be ridin' wit them toasters |
| I remember late nights all alone |
| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone |
| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone |
| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home |
| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right |
| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky |
| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot |
| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops |
| Young, wild nigga and I’m ridin' with the boo tucked |
| Fuck a nigga slide out, he gon' get his boo fucked |
| Soft ten on me, so I gotta put them blues up |
| Coupe sport mode, so I ride with the roof up |
| RIP all my thugs, fuck all you fuck niggas |
| Shooter in the cuts, he’ll plunk niggas |
| You just lied to ya mans so I don’t trust niggas |
| Yellin' free the thugs 'til they wanna crack the gates |
| Yellin' fuck the judge, 'til they wanna drop the case |
| Back to back, rollin' up, Cookies to the face |
| Back to back, kick doors, tryna get up in a Wraith, bitch! |
| I remember late nights all alone |
| I remember long talks with my cousin through her phone |
| R.I.P. |
| all of my niggas dead and gone |
| Give it all to bring you back and to bring my niggas home |
| These days I’ve been tryna get my life right |
| I been blowin' out smoke in the night sky |
| I just went and brought my grandma to a nice spot |
| Until then I be thuggin' til my life stops |