Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song LYVE , by - YASeeN RosaYRelease date: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
LYVE |
| Four and a half straight to a nine |
| Into the box, the game is mine |
| Hit that trap and bill up the line |
| The mandem are dogs, all on slime |
| 'Cause I’m live from the bando |
| Chopping trees with my Rambo |
| Anyone’s ends, I can go |
| Roll with the gang when I go to a show |
| Yeah, live from OT |
| I got live five on me G |
| Triple OG, ODT |
| And I got life from my T |
| YGs on 3Gs |
| ODB, I need my P’s |
| O’s and keys, you know my steez |
| Roll my sleeve, the Rolie sleep |
| Two and a Q straight to a pack |
| Get yourself hurt if you’re talking smack |
| Green in the cut, I don’t fuck with crack |
| I was with Yas bagging O’s in the trap |
| 'Cause I’ve got life on my T |
| On the M6 doing one-fifty |
| Better bring that dough if you owe m P |
| Thirty-six, yeah you know we’re OG’s |
| B-B10, you know it’s all gang |
| BB Gun, yah this one bangs |
| See these ends and man don’t play |
| Keep your friends a mile away |
| I was with Bowz in the trap house |
| Chopping up flowers, money and power |
| Disrespect, get yourself showered |
| Have a man dashed off BT Tower |
| Get a man dashed off the balcony |
| When I was down you weren’t helping me |
| When I was broke you tried sell me dreams |
| Now man are up it ain’t hard to see |
| 'Cause I’m life, I’m the graveyard |
| Life is a game, play the right card |
| Sawn-off shotty left a man scarred |
| Big bad Bowzy’s moving rah |
| Bid bad Yas and I’m moving rags |
| Have a man gone for about two bags |
| Top shelf shotter like porno mags |
| Have a man smoked then I smoke a fag |
| 'Cause I’m live from the cemetery |
| When I die, bury me a G |
| Pissing Henny on my enemies |
| Said he wants two so we send him three |
| Yeah he said he wants five so I sent him ten |
| Send the location, mention when |
| Pray that my life don’t end in pen |
| Fuck them pricks, I ain’t friends with them |
| 'Cause I’m live from Small Heath |
| Invest in a watch, invest in a skeng |
| Wanna just cotch with a girl that’s peng |
| Straps called Glen and he mix up leng |
| Live from HMP |
| Where real G’s fill up canteen |
| Live from Small Heath |
| Where the other side don’t reach |
| Live from overseas |
| In a Four Seasons en-suite |
| Five star linguine |
| This how the big boys go sleep |
| Yeah I can put a big man straight to sleep |
| Playing with fire but can’t take the heat |
| Holler at Bowzer to make the beat |
| See me with Yaseen from A to B |
| 'Cause I’m live from the place to be |
| Against all odds but we play for keeps |
| Them man are sheep, Little Bo Peep |
| They’re gonna get a skin fade, take a seat |
| I’ll jack that pussy and do it again |
| Wrap that pack and send it to Kent |
| Said it’s all love but he ain’t my friend |
| Too much dirt I need to repent |
| Too much graft and I cannot chill |
| Man need dough so open the till |
| Land at your yard like Grant and Phil |
| Ends full of monsters, shanks and steel |
| See me in dirty B10, 3310 |
| Worked hard, I had a early weekend |
| If it’s not my it’s earning me then |
| Arm-band you so swerve the deep-end |
| Don’t you dare pretend |
| The manor’s ours, we don’t share these ends |
| A bag of bars, don’t care if he sends |
| Don’t make me call my serious friends |
| Pussy |
| Son of a bitch |