Livin It

Hunnids fifties we don't do no 20's Shit the only 10 i see is my bitch Since i was 5 the only goal was to get rich You flexin on the gram but you ain't neva pulled a skit You flexin on the gram you wearing other niggas shit You flexin on the gram you in another nigga whip In the gallery i swear i never pictured this You could try to be like me but i'm really livin it When you down they ain't gon f*ck witchu you, When you up niggas either gon hate or they claimed they looked up to you If it's up den it's stuck witchu You was fucking on the bro i can't really show no love to you I been ballin i been scorin feel like trae up in the A Hoes in my dm like, "can you come bacc to LA" She ain't never seen 30 so i put in her face She ain't never had a baller so i got her a new lace (like yea) Fitted up in balenci Don't send me paragraphs, send dem traps if you miss me I always been 100 never goin 50/50 How this nigga pushing 50, he ain't even seen 50? Niggas broke as f*ck We step out the porsche truck yea they know it's us Pape getting big it's real hard tryna fold it up She getting passed if she ever try to blow me up