This That (feat. Singa)

Lyrics

Hey, what it do, what it do?
 This is my life
 All my pills, all pimps and all my real bitches in the vicinity
 Just a... coming through your speakers
 I'm big, but I still squeeze in a two seat
 With the roof off but, but I rather ride big
 You... with the seat back like I'm chilling at the crib
 Front row, in love with making money I'm so gone!
 I'm so wrong cause I hustle hard and never go home
 I'm in tune, I got soul, so I vibe with the room
 With the brokest mother fuckers and the riches tycoons
 Where the Hennessy? I need to pour myself a double shot
 And I smoke and hid the cigarette already in the box
 Make movies when I ride it, to see it when I say it
 At the club I almost... and my DJ afraid to play it
 I'm so dope, I've been told, I'm so cold when I float
 I got gold on my teeth, six on the top row
 I've been called many things, from a legend to a king
 But I'm just another with a dollar and a drink!
 Chorus:
 Ain't no definition for a nigga like he
 If he gotta keep it playing, I'mma always be a G
 (It's how we ride)
 And these niggas steady watch it
 (From the side)
 (Oh! This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Just that space says life long get it till I'm gone home
 Live life to the foolish, put it on I every song
 Out of good, out of bad, when I'm happy, when I'm mad
 All my fucked up ways, might have got them from my dad
 I ain't sure all I know, I'mma keep it ten toes
 In the dirt, when it hurt, when it don't make it work
 Competition I ain't see it, cause to me it don't exist
 Man, I was getting money back when niggas pop...
 West Coast on the summer... with my bitch
 Top back in the sun,... on the pill
 My advice is just... don't be worry about them suckers
 My heart won't let me quit, I guess I got that from my momma!
 Chorus:
 Ain't no definition for a nigga like he
 If he gotta keep it playing, I'mma always be a G
 (It's how we ride)
 And these niggas steady watch it
 (From the side)
 (Oh! This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Just that... back again, like you got that pack again
 Smoking on some Afghan, getting my Cadillac and Benz
 ... like I owe them, even though I just grew up
 I don't know a lot of people stuff and all I wish is the best for 'em
 Hold me down, it's your boy, one and only Real McCoy
 Really was on my way out, start to give you a little more!
 Dope rap, shout it up, smoke it up, pour it up
 Girls they like to fuck a lot
 Get out there, hold it up!
 Judging you is not for me, I rather be your best friend
 Talk to me and maybe we can connect before the world ends
 Space is just a song, might be a long time
 Before another comet like this fly by
 Chorus:
 Ain't no definition for a nigga like he
 If he gotta keep it playing, I'mma always be a G
 (It's how we ride)
 And these niggas steady watch it
 (From the side)
 (Oh! This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)
 Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I'mma always be a G
 (This is my life!)

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Song Details

Duration
04:37
Key
6
Tempo
142 BPM

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