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Is it life, is it not? I want everything you got I just gotta keep on showin', keep on flexing what I got I just want to keep on riding, man I know I'll never stop No I'll never stop No I'll never stop And I'm on my boss shit (yeah) I got my own shit (yeah) And mamma, I told me (yeah) That I might just go big (yeah) All of my homies are famous (ey) Living this life got me thinking (ey) That all in my mind I'm in Vegas (ey) Living my life could be dangerous (ey) This for them chicas that I'll get in Vegas I got my family calling me crazy This for them homies I'm talking to lately I gotta tell 'em I finally made it Is it not? I want everything you got I just gotta keep on showing, keep on flexin' what I got I just wanna keep on riding, man I know I'll never stop No I'll never stop No I'll never stop I just want them bad and boujee bitches And I gotta get it 'cause I'm never frigid Man I'm all about my mothafuckin' business You can find me blazing thinking 'bout my wishes All them riches never purchase feelings but It's always crazy thinking 'bout them christmas When all you're gifting is a Maserati and oh my God - that new Ferrari My homie he told me he got into brokerage Flipping these flats like it's hocus and pocus Meanwhile I'm sleeping and got into bogus Look in the mirror - like man I should focus Fuck it, tonight I'm just popping more pillies Drank 'til the morning I can't even feel me Hitting these bars like I'm Tupac and Biggie I got your bitch and I'm huntin' you feel me? Ey, she tripping tonight, she wantin' some mo', I give her that do' Ey, and I just take your spot Coming with me she be waiting for the drop Ey, and it's how it goes down in my home with the west side bros Like girl, let's take it to the top Hey girl, let's take it to the top Is it life, is it not? I want everything you got I just gotta keep on showing, keep on flexin' what I got I just wanna keep on riding, man I know I'll never stop No I'll never stop No I'll never stop Is it life, is it not? I want everything you got I just gotta keep on showing, keep on flexin' what I got I just wanna keep on riding, man I know I'll never stop No I'll never stop No I'll never stop Don't sleep on me 'cause I'll never stop I'll keep on riding 'til the day I die Don't sleep on me 'cause I'll never stop I'll never stop Gotta keep on riding, gotta keep on riding Gotta keep on riding - 'til the day I die Keep on riding, keep on riding Keep on riding - 'til the day I die I just want them bad and boujee bitches And I gotta get it 'cause I'm never frigid Man I'm all about my mothafuckin' business You can find me blazing thinking 'bout my wishes All them riches never purchase feelings But it's always crazy thinking 'bout them christmas When all you're gifting is a Maserati and oh my God...
Writer(s): Lukas Kemesis, Gytis Peteraitis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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