Ain't Livin Right (feat. Gunna)

Lyrics

I need therapy for the retail today I spent thousands, ayy
 I'm gonna get my head clouded on
 whatever memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
 (I'm not goin' anywhere Nico)
 Put away every problem (Tryna put away my problem)
 I don't sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
 I be livin' life all wrong (I be livin' life wrong)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)
 I ain't livin' right (Nah)
 We from different sides (Sides)
 I done sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind)
 I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes
 We got rich, hey, and I still got mob ties (Mob ties)
 Never sober, I always be high (High)
 I be most likely bangin' a nine (Bangin' a nine)
 Ain't no question, my niggas gon' ride (Gon' ride)
 You a bitch, you throw rocks and go hide (Go hide)
 I just mixed the Ciroc and some red
 Couldn't pick one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide)
 Hit my niece, then I talk to the don (Talk to the don)
 Got a new Bentley, seat can massage (Massage)
 In the P.H., just me and my niggas we alright (Alright)
 On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long flights (Long flights)
 Damn, I forgot her name, only fucked her for one night
 To give my Rollies rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Forgiatos spinnin'
 They look like my diamonds
 Bitch my Glock got a twin
 Man thats two times
 I'm on two percs again
 Something don't feel right
 But this shit real right, slatt
 This shit real right? uh
 This that pure white crack
 Yo might need that
 Lord knows she needed then nickle blows to function
 This that new Maybach, I'ma speed in it
 Roll some tree in it
 Fuck a freak in it
 I'm a do me in it
 Timid, all these niggas timid, uh
 All these niggas pussy
 Codeine in my sippy cup
 I chug it, don't sip a lot
 Your bitch on my dick a lot
 I guess that's not your bitch, uh
 Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's, funny
 Perky in my brain I'm a junkie
 I'm, not a, dummy
 Lotta cash, I'm a dummy
 I'm a, spaz
 Chopper leave your ass in the quick past
 Everyday I dash to the quick cash
 I get that
 Gun on my hip, I can't risk that
 Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Tryna put away my problems
 I got drugs, can I cop em?
 I've been livin' life wrong (yeah)
 I've ain't livin' right at all
 
 I need therapy for the retail today I spent thousands, ayy
 I'm gonna get my head clouded on
 whatever memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
 (I'm not goin' anywhere Nico)
 Put away every problem (Tryna put away my problem)
 I don't sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
 I be livin' life all wrong (I be livin' life wrong)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)
 I ain't livin' right (Nah)
 We from different sides (Sides)
 I done sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind)
 I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes
 We got rich, hey, and I still got mob ties (Mob ties)
 Never sober, I always be high (High)
 I be most likely bangin' a nine (Bangin' a nine)
 Ain't no question, my niggas gon' ride (Gon' ride)
 You a bitch, you throw rocks and go hide (Go hide)
 I just mixed the Ciroc and some red
 Couldn't pick one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide)
 Hit my niece, then I talk to the don (Talk to the don)
 Got a new Bentley, seat can massage (Massage)
 In the P.H., just me and my niggas we alright (Alright)
 On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long flights (Long flights)
 Damn, I forgot her name, only fucked her for one night
 To give my Rollies rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Forgiatos spinnin'
 They look like my diamonds
 Bitch my Glock got a twin
 Man thats two times
 I'm on two percs again
 Something don't feel right
 But this shit real right, slatt
 This shit real right? uh
 This that pure white crack
 Yo might need that
 Lord knows she needed then nickle blows to function
 This that new Maybach, I'ma speed in it
 Roll some tree in it
 Fuck a freak in it
 I'm a do me in it
 Timid, all these niggas timid, uh
 All these niggas pussy
 Codeine in my sippy cup
 I chug it, don't sip a lot
 Your bitch on my dick a lot
 I guess that's not your bitch, uh
 Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's, funny
 Perky in my brain I'm a junkie
 I'm, not a, dummy
 Lotta cash, I'm a dummy
 I'm a, spaz
 Chopper leave your ass in the quick past
 Everyday I dash to the quick cash
 I get that
 Gun on my hip, I can't risk that
 Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Tryna put away my problems
 I got drugs, can I cop em?
 I've been livin' life wrong (yeah)
 I've ain't livin' right at all
 
 I need therapy for the retail today I spent thousands, ayy
 I'm gonna get my head clouded on
 whatever memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
 (I'm not goin' anywhere Nico)
 Put away every problem (Tryna put away my problem)
 I don't sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
 I be livin' life all wrong (I be livin' life wrong)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
 I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)
 I ain't livin' right (Nah)
 We from different sides (Sides)
 I done sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind)
 I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes
 We got rich, hey, and I still got mob ties (Mob ties)
 Never sober, I always be high (High)
 I be most likely bangin' a nine (Bangin' a nine)
 Ain't no question, my niggas gon' ride (Gon' ride)
 You a bitch, you throw rocks and go hide (Go hide)
 I just mixed the Ciroc and some red
 Couldn't pick one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide)
 Hit my niece, then I talk to the don (Talk to the don)
 Got a new Bentley, seat can massage (Massage)
 In the P.H., just me and my niggas we alright (Alright)
 On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long flights (Long flights)
 Damn, I forgot her name, only fucked her for one night
 To give my Rollies rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Forgiatos spinnin'
 They look like my diamonds
 Bitch my Glock got a twin
 Man thats two times
 I'm on two percs again
 Something don't feel right
 But this shit real right, slatt
 This shit real right? uh
 This that pure white crack
 Yo might need that
 Lord knows she needed then nickle blows to function
 This that new Maybach, I'ma speed in it
 Roll some tree in it
 Fuck a freak in it
 I'm a do me in it
 Timid, all these niggas timid, uh
 All these niggas pussy
 Codeine in my sippy cup
 I chug it, don't sip a lot
 Your bitch on my dick a lot
 I guess that's not your bitch, uh
 Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's, funny
 Perky in my brain I'm a junkie
 I'm, not a, dummy
 Lotta cash, I'm a dummy
 I'm a, spaz
 Chopper leave your ass in the quick past
 Everyday I dash to the quick cash
 I get that
 Gun on my hip, I can't risk that
 Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back
 And they put away my problems
 I don't sell drugs, I cop em'
 I be living life all wrong
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yeah)
 I ain't livin' right (uh)
 I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh)
 Tryna put away my problems
 I got drugs, can I cop em?
 I've been livin' life wrong (yeah)
 I've ain't livin' right at all
 

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Duration
03:50
Tempo
142 BPM

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