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Really Liv’n
4,864
Hip-Hop/Rap
Really Liv’n was released on October 31, 2025 by Vulture Love/Capitol Records as a part of the album Just Getting Started
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Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelVulture Love/Capitol Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek “Legend” Garcia
Songwriter
Jesus Bobe
Jesus Bobe
Songwriter
Michael Richard Stadie
Michael Richard Stadie
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dyryk
Dyryk
Producer
Dr. Zeuz
Dr. Zeuz
Producer
Ricky V
Ricky V
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Emiliano Olocco
Emiliano Olocco
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Derek “Legend” Garcia
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, ayy
Glee, bop
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Ayy, I know a **** at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young **** goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my old friends, them **** bitches
[Verse 1]
Yeah, **** said he in the hood, you ain't got no choice, ****, you can't go nowhere
I'm still here 'cause I want, I ain't gotta be, ****, I'm a multimillionaire
I keep fuckin' her brain, she tellin' me things that she ain't never share
I got her mind and soul, I want your heart, baby, keep your panties on
I left them hoes alone, they still gon' be here if I'm right or wrong
Been beggin' a bitch to text my guy her number and I ain't even call her phone
Club look like I own the fuck who performed and they play all my songs
I tried to change, they was callin' me lame, so fuck it, I'm right back, demon mode
[Chorus]
Ayy, I know a **** at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young **** goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my old friends, them **** bitches
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I got the sickest Richard Mille, it's clear, but this bitch half a ticket
Stickin' dick in her throat, then I go ghost, uh-huh, I Casper bitches
I came from rags to riches then back to rags, remember I fumbled the bag
I need a mask for Christmas, don't do no trippin', but ma, I got the ready
Pussy so pretty, I had to kiss it, I pissed in it, I hit it raw
She don't like takin' pictures, she just take videos sittin' in her car
Uh, livin' like I might die, I'm in these streets, but all these **** sweet
Huggin' her from behind, she feelin' me, I know she feel the heat
[Chorus]
Ayy, I know a **** at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young **** goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my old friends, them **** bitches
Ayy, I know a **** at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young **** goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my—
Written by: Derek Garcia, Jesus Bobe, Kodak Black, Michael Richard Stadie
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