Lyrics Living It - YBS Skola

Living It

You talk it, but nah, I’m living it, yeah
I’m a Shinner and all of us getting it, yeah
Once I give it my all, swear I figured it out
I ain’t doin' no talkin', I’m who the talkin' all about
But I slipped, caught a charge, now I gotta go to trial
If I lose to them people, they sit me down for a while
These niggas don’t shine like me, these niggas ain’t got no style
Who you know could cover for me and keep the crowd goin' wild?
I told Nell let’s go, he just drop banger after banger
I told Nell let’s make it to the top straight from the trenches
And we goin' in, I been workin' hard, I don’t know about you
Now racks comin', already gold, the Patriots are the new
Nows racks in, I want duffle bag full of Nipsey blues
Soon as I walk in, you gon' see the baddest of 'em choose
You doin' too much, chill out, let me treat you to some shoes
Which one you want?
YSL or you like Christian Loubs?
I ain’t gotta front, please do not compare me to them dudes (Please don’t)
They hate the way that YBS be shinin' (They do)
The Rollie Presidential, perfect timing (It is)
No showin' 'cause a nigga put the grind in
You talk it, but nah, I’m living it, yeah
I’m a Shinner and all of us getting it, yeah
Once I give it my all, swear I figured it out
I ain’t doin' no talkin', I’m who the talkin' all about
But I slipped, caught a charge, now I gotta go to trial
If I lose to them people, they sit me down for a while
These niggas don’t shine like me, these niggas ain’t got no style
Who you know could cover for me and keep the crowd goin' wild?
My biggest show ever comin' up at Rolling Loud (It's lit)
I’ma be in that bitch shining like a diamond, rolling loud (Shining)
I’ma have my son on stage with me and we turn up for the crowd (Turn up)
Still hurtin' 'bout my granny but I know I made her proud (I did)
I stay in some designer, them Shinners, they keep it jiggy
I cash out on the VV’s and rock 'em to make 'em dig me
My session super small, it’s just Midas, Jessie, and Vicky
Nowadays I don’t want nobody around me, I’m super picky
Can’t let you in my circle, 'cause niggas, they play the fifty
They act like they your homie, better watch 'em, these niggas tricky
Keep talkin' 'bout you my brother, you willin' to slide
You get hit with that .40, I bet they don’t even ride
You talk it, but nah, I’m living it, yeah
I’m a Shinner and all of us getting it, yeah
Once I give it my all, swear I figured it out
I ain’t doin' no talkin', I’m who the talkin' all about
But I slipped, caught a charge, now I gotta go to trial
If I lose to them people, they sit me down for a while
These niggas don’t shine like me, these niggas ain’t got no style
Who you know could cover for me and keep the crowd goin' wild?