Liife

Lyrics

Taz countin' all this fuckin' money
 CashMoneyAP
 Git, git, grrrrrah
 Git, git, grrrrrah
 Desiigner
 Let me tell you how it is
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 Told me stay away from the bullshit
 Stay focused, here the rhymin'
 Shout to Big Blood, fuck the police
 Heard Trump in the county
 I seen niggas Feds
 When I pulled up, yeah and he's frownin'
 Yeah niggas get bounties here
 Hit the ocean, he drownin'
 Bounce bitch, beat bouncin'
 Hashtag, click, pound
 Niggas talk shit or freestyle
 Fuck them, everybody stylin'
 Hot 97 turn to 9/11
 When the MAC 11, streets rhymin'
 Pop off these diamonds
 Make a DJ get down with it
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets (It's Gucci)
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life
 Real ice, this my real wife
 I did real time and I lost my mind twice
 On the interstate, gamblin' like I'm shootin' dice
 I'll drive the whole night just to get that low price
 Everybody rootin' for the underdog
 But when you on the top, they wanna see you fall
 But fuck 'em all
 I put my back against the wall
 They hate to see you ball
 They wanna see a nigga crawl
 Shout out to Desiigner, he be killin' shit (Desiigner)
 You gotta be a hater you not feelin' it (fuck 'em)
 G.O.O.D. Music but we make that hood music
 And we ain't gotta brag 'cause we used to it
 (It's Gucci!)
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 Funny
 Desiigner
 All the finest
 Fill up the shooters
 Man this boy gettin' money
 I'm in love with the money
 Threw the hate in the fire
 ♪
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 
 Taz countin' all this fuckin' money
 CashMoneyAP
 Git, git, grrrrrah
 Git, git, grrrrrah
 Desiigner
 Let me tell you how it is
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 Told me stay away from the bullshit
 Stay focused, here the rhymin'
 Shout to Big Blood, fuck the police
 Heard Trump in the county
 I seen niggas Feds
 When I pulled up, yeah and he's frownin'
 Yeah niggas get bounties here
 Hit the ocean, he drownin'
 Bounce bitch, beat bouncin'
 Hashtag, click, pound
 Niggas talk shit or freestyle
 Fuck them, everybody stylin'
 Hot 97 turn to 9/11
 When the MAC 11, streets rhymin'
 Pop off these diamonds
 Make a DJ get down with it
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets (It's Gucci)
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life
 Real ice, this my real wife
 I did real time and I lost my mind twice
 On the interstate, gamblin' like I'm shootin' dice
 I'll drive the whole night just to get that low price
 Everybody rootin' for the underdog
 But when you on the top, they wanna see you fall
 But fuck 'em all
 I put my back against the wall
 They hate to see you ball
 They wanna see a nigga crawl
 Shout out to Desiigner, he be killin' shit (Desiigner)
 You gotta be a hater you not feelin' it (fuck 'em)
 G.O.O.D. Music but we make that hood music
 And we ain't gotta brag 'cause we used to it
 (It's Gucci!)
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 Funny
 Desiigner
 All the finest
 Fill up the shooters
 Man this boy gettin' money
 I'm in love with the money
 Threw the hate in the fire
 ♪
 I'm on some real life, shit life, real life shit
 Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
 Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
 They don't wan' see you ball they just want a draft pick
 

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Duration
03:17
Tempo
77 BPM

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