Live How I Want

I gotta live how I want
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 I gotta live how I want
 
 I gotta live how I want
 I better go out in style
 Guess they still talk on the kid
 I didn't care for a while
 I need a house in the hills
 I need to hold up my title
 Shootin' the shot used to miss
 But I haven't missed in a while
 I sit here patient
 I gotta get to the bag and
 All of this shit they been sayin'
 I never care 'less they payin'
 I got the pressure of being the greatest
 Pick up the phone and I'm still feeling anxious
 Caught in the mall 'cause I know they just takin'
 'Member the days was so hot that I'm shakin'
 Was always breakin'
 Now I'm just breakin' the bank and
 Move this life for you just pay me
 Foreign so how do you hate me
 Now I'm so glad you don't rate me
 Yeah it's so funny you think you can change me
 You not my baby
 You not my mufuckin' lady
 You drive me crazy
 I'm making moves on the daily
 They tryna fade me
 Want me so bad but it's seem they can't take me (yuh)
 Seem they can't take me
 Shorty with she so I cannot trust what you say
 People too fake
 I am not fake
 Now I'm just changing my ways
 I tell lil' shorty that I can't be saved
 Can not be pleased unless it's the bank
 I need a raise
 I'm gonna carry my weight
 Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
 I'm gonna carry my weight
 Switch up gotta fix up
 Pissed off and they miss us
 Can't fuck with the fake love
 Stories that they made up
 I gotta live how I want
 I better go out in style
 Gas it oh tall in the kid
 I didn't care for a while
 I gotta live how I want
 I better go out in style
 Guess they still talk on the kid
 I didn't care for a while
 I need a house in the hills
 I need to hold up my title
 Shootin' the shot used to miss
 But I haven't missed in a while
 Yeah, they've been mad how I live
 So, I keep on living cause fuck how they think
 I make a check while they blink
 You can not fuck with the clique
 This is the table and you cannot sit
 I'm feeling blessed
 I can not stress cause I'm still on the brink
 Brink of these riches
 Watch how they switchin'
 They are the reason now I'm movin' different
 I am the reason that I'll make a million
 Follow my vision
 Keep my precision
 Call me the census I'll make the prediction
 Splittin' my mission
 They spittin' fiction
 I'm causin' static no fiction
 'Member the days it was distant (Uh, Uh)
 I cannot fuck with you
 Shorty you lied to me
 I can not ride for you
 If you never ride for me
 I gotta bag to make
 I gotta travel the seas
 I'm doin' this on my own
 I got nobody with me
 I gotta live how I want
 I better go out in style
 Guess they still talk on the kid
 I didn't care for a while
 I need a house in the hills
 I need to hold up my title
 Shootin' the shot used to miss
 But I haven't missed in a while