Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Lyfestyle , by - Young M.A. Song from the album Herstory in the Making, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.09.2019
Record label: 3D, m.a
Song language: English
The Lyfestyle |
| Woo |
| Woo |
| Eyo man, I feel like I’ve been humble too long |
| I’m too humble, man |
| Fuck all that humble shit |
| Uh, fuck being humble |
| Put your money where your mouth is |
| Matter fact, make it double |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Foreign cars in the huddle |
| Baby, I just wanna fuck you |
| Grabbin' on your bubble, pulling on your frontal then it’s back to the hustle |
| Fuck bein' humble |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Pinky ring out the puddle |
| Hot sauce on the Ruffles |
| Gang gang out the jungle |
| .30 Glock, we a couple |
| More money, more trouble |
| Cake on funnel, vision on tunnel |
| Gotta get it by any means |
| Barely hope but got plenty of dreams |
| Turtle to a rabbit |
| Even when I walk, still in the lead |
| You lil' niggas better take it ease |
| Treatin' life like baby boy |
| Give her head then I take the keys |
| Bend the block like she bend her knees |
| My presence speak for me, I ain’t even gotta say a word |
| My hitters sweep for me, all I gotta do is say the word |
| Used to hustle out the Chevy Cruze, couldn’t play the curb |
| The game will teach you a lot but you gotta play to learn |
| Paper cuts when I count it up |
| Skyscrapers when I pile it up |
| Double cup when I brown it up |
| I’m a Kween nigga, crown me up |
| I’m a Kween nigga, crown me up |
| I’m a Kween nigga, crown me up |
| I’m a Kween nigga, crown me up |
| Fuck being humble |
| Put your money where your mouth is |
| Matter fact, make it double |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Foreign cars in the huddle |
| Baby, I just wanna fuck you |
| Grabbin' on your bubble, pulling on your frontal then it’s back to the hustle |
| Fuck bein' humble |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Pinky ring out the puddle |
| Hot sauce on the Ruffles |
| Gang gang out the jungle |
| .30 Glock, we a couple |
| More money, more trouble |
| Cake on funnel, vision on tunnel |
| I’m motivation for my people |
| Yeah, we different but we equal |
| Eye to eye with the real |
| The fake niggas, I can see through |
| I hate payin' bills |
| Yeah, I’m rich but I’m cheap, too |
| Food stamps out the Key Foods |
| Oh well, man, that’s free food |
| I can’t change |
| I can’t change my ways |
| Yes my wrist lit |
| Yes, I’m rich bitch |
| And that’s word to Rick James |
| I stay in my lane |
| I drink 'way my pain |
| Matter a fact, pass me that bottle |
| I need to pour up |
| Fuck being humble |
| Put your money where your mouth is |
| Matter fact, make it double |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Foreign cars in the huddle |
| Baby, I just wanna fuck you |
| Grabbin' on your bubble, pulling on your frontal then it’s back to the hustle |
| Fuck bein' humble |
| Blue strips by the bundle |
| Pinky ring out the puddle |
| Hot sauce on the Ruffles |
| Gang gang out the jungle |
| .30 Glock, we a couple |
| More money, more trouble |
| Cake on funnel, vision on tunnel |