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This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel Well, it's me, baby, P, look, you know who I be 16 flossed out, seven days a week Flip the game, make snake, what's Paulie P? Now I'm ballin', I control they call me Ballin' B LPA on my license and I ride with a vibe Got a drop top, salmon, it's so, so shy Now watch your thumb, then my drop, then the Tigger ride Let me take you to a place where we act a fool Where them boys drive fast with the Lexus Coupés Converts, BMWs, and Lays too Don't get me wrong, I ride bikes like every day Diamondback with the mags and the top and blades I got a nice GT, yeah, that ain't no joke Dual brakes, kickstands, from the Platinum Spokes Got a school B8 in the type of show And I ride it on the West Lake Morero This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Ain't it a shame that I meet a young up in the game? I like the fortune that I'm getting and I like the fame I got your girl and she's mine, I'm not to blame I'm a young whooper snapper, but I'm bringing some pain And you can catch me in a fast car, switching the lane And you can catch me in a NASCAR, even in rain And I might be in your mall, spending my change And that gold glass, gold slim, and you pushing the range I got a B12 engine on my go-cart Little boy, just hear my sound and you might get caught I'm the youngest show boy and I'm eating well Thanks to a chopper, Chauvin, even Mel, they got me good still Yeah, and I'm doing swell What I last in this game, only time will tell I ain't no fake young man, I'm a real McCoy The young prince of the summer This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel I'm living good, I'm a son of a star Getting money, living low, it's never gonna stop I'm a young little dude, never ran from cops And my railroad is the place where I got my props Now I'm waiting in the back for this truck that I'm making Drop top, escalator, shit I say escalate My candy say he finish it, I know he not faking I'm at the chop shop now, and you know I'm spectating Shit, I need a Zam, yeah, I should've just taken Left a Zam at the shop, now I'm off in the lane Doing 80 out the lot like a Vance Rapace This is the way I live, like I'm out of cage This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Lil' Boy and pushin' big wheels I stack my money, lay low, and chill Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I feel, I This is the way I live Oh, this is the way I live Oh, this is the way I live Oh, this is the way I live Oh, this is the way I live Oh, this is the way I live, I live, I This is the way I live Boy, tell them nigga did this, uh huh
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Juan Matthews, Lawrence Cennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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