क्रेडिट्स
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sharrod Sloans
Songwriter
Gerald Walker
Songwriter
Ashley M. Moore
Songwriter
Elijah Furquan
Songwriter
Aris Owens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edward Griffin
Executive Producer
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So I tell em
So I tell em
I'm living my life, I'm loving mine
Can't stop, won't stop til I get right
Right, right
I'm living my life, I'm loving mine
Won't stop, can't stop, said I'm gon fight
For mine, mine
Yeah, unh, yeah
Had to get back to it uh
Never turning my back to it uh
The flow back fluid
Put that foot up on the gas, we don't lack fluid
If you talking bout the money I'm with that movement
You ain't talking bout no money I'ma act stupid
See that new Tesla, I'ma need that roofless
Huh
Lobster and steak Ruth's Chris
Huh
**** cannot do this
On my mama gotta tie up this knot for loose lips
Huh
Too old to not do trips
Still a **** gotta fill up the knots with blue strips
Huh
Drop some more hits to get some more fans
Supreme in the bag sit over my pants
Blew me up now they won't play wit me Lance
I swear to God I won't save em a dance
And I'm living my life
Tryna get it right
Pulling up like a thief in the night
Challenging way I'ma win the fight
Money and swag like the women like
Man to fall off never been the type
Notice the hate we still living say
We cannot talk less the biness right
Huh uh uh uh yea yeah
And this shit is my New Home
Uh uh yea yea yeah
And I cannot do no wrong
Uh uh uh yea yeah
Gotta let these **** know that finding another me is so rare
Yeah
I'm living my life, I'm loving mine
Can't stop, won't stop til I get right
Right, right
I'm living my life, yeah yeah
I'm loving mine, yeah yeah
Won't stop, can't stop, said I'm gon fight, ooh yeah yeah
For mine, what we talking bout, yeah
Mine
Since me and Ash was doing the dash
My 21st was spent in the lab
Laying top down, putting tops down
Riding the town, securing the bag
Show nights in Cali, send me the addy
I call up Cedric, we gon be there
Weather on tropic, women exotic
I feel a vibe, they all in the air
Still in amusement I did this with music
They still assuming I don't have a movement
Find it ironic they watching my movement
Bumping my music, but I can't prove it
Haters is losers and I been winning
Balance my budget, invest my winnings
I take my dividends, add a percentage
That's for the taxes, the rest for the minions, squad boy
I wanted guidance, never need saving
I know the path and where I'ma take it
Spirit aligned, the feeling divine
Knew I would make it, after they prayed it
I'm keeping faith in the choices I made
I'm getting rest in the bed that I laid
See my fair share on new teams and new players
Stayed in my house never wanted a trade
Music my life
Thank God I can live it
You say it take time
Thank God I can give it
Don't get rewinds
I charge by the minute
When the clock strike 12
I'm going out with some millions, ****
I'm living my life, I'm loving mine
Can't stop, won't stop til I get right
Right, right
They gon miss me when I'm gone, I tell em to be strong
I'll be out here on my own
Mom & Daddy calling on the phone, asking when I'm coming home
But I tell em that I'm grown so, so I tell em
Music is My New Home
Walker doing good, yeah course he is
I get the bag, never force this shit
Elevating, just mind ya business
No lie, I could prolly teach a course on it
In grade school I was the poorest kid
New city, I was sleep on the floor and shit
Now its chauffeurs, and Michelin 5 stars
When we eat on tour and shit
See I'm highly favored and fortunate
Any competition, stick a fork in it
I'm at dinner debating
Whether I'ma get the new XE-90 or the Porsche n shit
But fuck that talking, fuck the chatter
**** while they bump they gums, and climb the ladder
And when the wind didn't move the boats, dog
I had to grab the rolls and start getting palette
No victory ****, without the battle
Be behind the money like a fucking shadow
And I'ma keep keep living life boy
Til I'm six feet in the dirt and gravel, Walker
And I'ma keep living life boy
Til I'm six feet in the dirt and gravel
I'm living my life
I'm loving mine
Can't stop, won't stop til I get right
Right, right!
I'm living my life
I'm loving mine
Won't stop, can't stop, said I'm gon fight
For mine, mine
Ah ah ah
I do what the fuck I want
I'ma get there when the fuck I want
Hair slicked back, in ya man's sweat suit
I make it look too good, bitch
Say I don't
I ain't got no time for no job
I just wanna see the stars
Damn, my future's looking bright
making music's what I like, yeah
Moved from the hood
Stepped in the A, and erbody want next to me
Did what we could, move like I should
Gotta thank God cuz I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I remember when it hurt
Now I'm cleaning off the dirt
Know exactly what I'm worth
Everything I got earned
Ain't I fly?
You get high?
High off life, ****, come and fan me off
She so hott
That's what he like
Hell yeah
Can't nobody kill a stage like me
Before I say a word, they screaming, Go AshleYYY
In a tight trench coat, pretty thighs underneath,
Cherry belly button ring, but the rest is a mystery
From the beginning had em askin
Who you down there with
All in my feelings, catchin feelings
I'm like, man, gone
Don't pay no bills, ain't got no wheels
that ain't yo man or is it?
Aye, mind yo biness
Just know that he taking care of Home
I'm living my life
I'm loving mine
Won't stop, can't stop, said I'm gon fight
For mine, mine
They gon miss me when I'm gone, I tell em to be strong
I'll be out here on my own
Mom & Daddy calling on the phone, asking when I'm coming home
But this where I belong, so I tell em
Music is My New Home
Written by: Aris Owens, Ashley M. Moore, Elijah Furquan, Gerald Walker, Sharrod Sloans
