Lifestyle (feat. Hooligan Hefs & Youngn Lipz)

Discretion on it, YL he flowing And little mama over there, she starts to zone in Look around I think everybody notice This some new shit but we gotta keep it going I stay with, go make that, get your own You stand tall, hold that throne No doubles don't know why they tryna clone me Old things swear they always tryna phone me Stepped in dripping I'm the water If she a keeper I'mma stall her Bend her around the goal like I'm carter And she call me papi, I'm not father Gotta keep my eyes on my back We all know the feds they never lack Tryna keep my mind on the track Lad still posted in the trap I stay ready in the moment Lifestyle getting so important Might give an opp boy a Trojan Like in the movie Troy they ain't even know it Whole team with it, got extendo for the boldest I ain't a elder, but I'm feeling like the oldest If they speak about me why they speaking on the low then We ain't gotta talk, just set it up, we let it blown then We stay winning man they folding I still pray up for the wrong things And she think a Youngn really chosen Left you in the dust and now you frozen Discretion on it, YL he flowing And little mama over there, she starts to zone in Look around I think everybody notice This some new shit but we gotta keep it going I stay with, go make that, get your own You stand tall, hold that throne No doubles don't know why they tryna clone me Old things swear they always tryna phone me Stepped in dripping I'm the water If she a keeper I'mma stall her Bend her around the goal like I'm carter And she call me papi, I'm not father If you seen my last year I belong to the state Now my work rate ridiculous I'm shutting down states Yeah my life full of sin I hope they let through the gates Cause my lifestyle gang but I still keep faith Still keep that in case we gotta do it today To see me in the club that's at least 12k My brother doing up 6 and his soon out the cage (free him) I'm still splashing his account so he's doing eetswa Now I'm living comfy all the girls love me I swear there was no love when we were in Jumanji Back when I was shutting down traps with the pumpy I was looking at a brick somehow I got lucky I keep the ball rollin' my brothers never foldin' One car got the straps the other car patrollin' Guns still blowing my bank account swollen Now we busting the merc, no more hopping out the Holden (that's facts)