Live a Little

Mama callin' me like boy what state is you in?

Travel all the time, you know my patience thin

I'll get my paper thick like that's my golden rule, make them digits

I done manifested this since dropping school, holy shit I

Never go back to the darker days

Never go back that way

Damn, I got bags to chase

Blow pack to the face

Got rats in the race, go find 'em

Hoping things don't end violent, don't like sirens either

Fuck that bitch delete her, if she hurt you leave her

If she ain't about your shit then why the fuck you need her

I been blowing up the stage and I might break the meter

I might buy that two seater, spent my time with two liters

Cocaine flow, that nose bleeder

Cookin' up on that new heater

Cold hearted, I'm never stressin' shit

More money, more problems, this black excellence

Back in my bag, back on the road

Back to me blackin' out on flows, screamin' motherfuck the president (Ay)

Anything goes this year, I'm still sleeping on the floor this year

My **** hold my beer, back in my groove

Shadow boxing the devil blindfolded, I stick and move

When there's way too many vultures in the room

Check it, I've been that **** since I hopped up off the porch

Of course it's that pretty mother fucker with the torch, you're all welcome

The apple never gets too far from the tree it fell from

The rose that grew from concrete on this album (Ay)

If you hatin', suck my dick from the back

I never lack, I'm more focused than ever

Never relaxed, semi-detached

Pack bags, hit the high road, renovate for the better

Only chance in hell that I can get recognition in heaven (Bitch)

So let me live, I've been givin' all I can give

I'm tryna breathe, in between sippin' all I can sip

Bitch get a grip, who's the rawest off rip?

Answer my question, saucing daily don't get caught in the mix, this life a blessing

Moving onto better things, wasn't living right for a minute

Angle my scope, fix my sights like a rifle I'm in it

I'm after, past passes and some first class baggage

I'm telling all these suits next to me I did it off rappin'

I'm bragging of course, haters get torched, the young hell spawn

Don't make me pull a motherfuckin' belt on them ****

All that hating ain't improving on your health, my ****

Being jealous never helped none of your wealth, go figure

We keep it, most definitely doper than them, stories begin

This a legacy it never could end, flow through my pen

All these moments that I spent with my friends

It all depends, what's the most that you willing to lend?