The Life (feat. Austin Semo)

I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife and a Benz that don't come out the house Like a magician, I can't tell my secrets I keep it on silent And I don't trust bitches, if they like my pic but they keep it on private I swear if I blow, up I'm throwing a party, and no one's invited An then Ima buy me a plane, that's a Tesla, that don't got no pilot They said I was crazy, I knew that I wasn't, I just had a vison That's why I don't get along with nobody, I knew I was different I want the hard wood floor, with the porcelain in the kitchen And a car that go so fast, I might just blow its transmission I don't problems, I just got some dollars, so why is you bitchin' And I don't do shows unless I get paid, this ain't no audition I'm not good at math, I just count my money, I'm good at addition Why you gon' stunt on the gram but you cap, that's fiction I got a bitch that do anything I say, like my name was Simon They say it's harder to get to the top, yea it's fit for survival You ain't got purpose, you ain't got no reason, you ain't got no title She like to ride on the back when I go really fast, motorcycle I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife and a Benz that don't come out the house Like a magician, I can't tell my secrets I keep it on silent And I don't trust bitches, if they like my pic but they keep it on private I swear if I blow, up I'm throwing a party, and no one's invited An then Ima buy me a plane, that's a Tesla, that don't got no pilot I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife and a Benz that don't come out the house I swear if I blow up, I'm throwing a party, with strippers and throwing all hundreds We run up them rackays together, like porn stars, yea we keeping em' coming Just dropped about five on a brand new fit, prolly ain't gon' wear it till the summer See bro Jonah Raine, you drown in this wave, this ain't no Lil Baby and Gunna, we run up them numbers Ima flex on a bitch no reason, put my cold heart in my Goyard This Rolley go tik tik tok, yeah the hands on fly like Amelia Earhart I can never fall in love with a bitch again, my last one yea she left me scared They love you when you up but the second you down they got no part I done got rich now so I'm Roddy, take her to the boom, boom, boom room I need the life in the mansion, with the fast car vroom, vroom, vroom I see they talking all over the internet, when I see them boom, boom, boom You sleepin' on me about this rap shit, if you snooze homie then you lose I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife and a Benz that don't come out the house Like a magician, I can't tell my secrets I keep it on silent And I don't trust bitches, if they like my pic but they keep it on private I swear if I blow, up I'm throwing a party, and no one's invited An then Ima buy me a plane, that's a Tesla, that don't got no pilot I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife and a Benz that don't come out the house I want the life, the one that they talking about A crib with a wife, and a Benz that don't come out the house Like a magician I can't tell my secrets I keep it on silent And I don't trust bitches if they keep it on private Yea, facts