Livin' Life (Explicit)

Livin' Life (Explicit) - Lute/High I’m Ry

Written by：Luther Nicholson/Save Allen/R. Douglass/Mischa Burgess/Vernon Duke

Got the world on my shoulder plus the weight of my daughter

Then lookin' after my father who was hardly ever be sober

My baby mama be trippin'

Mama tell me just listen but mama I'm on a mission

And I cannot wait no longer for niggas to realize things I set inside

The time is now ni**a or never at all

No time for plan Bs to cushion my fall

No time for plan B to cushion my fall

I'm just livin' life right now

And I'll be back for you if I need to

I'm just livin' life right now

Some days I gotta' breathe too

They underestimate your boy 'cause I'm a daddy now

But understand I'm not that same ni**a that you asked about

Yeah I gained respect before followers

Hung with real niggas watch a real ni**a follow up

Crabs in the barrels so my barrel shootin' hollow tips

Tired of swingin' fists with niggas who don't want sh*t for themselves

Half my niggas either dead or in jail

And I ain't got the money for your bail

Barely got enough to pay the bills

When most niggas barely got enough to keep it real

'Cause life ain't all about what you obtain it's what you give

Somedays you gotta let the sun reflect up off the steel

Show these niggas what it is

'Cause the hood love you when you got the most ice on

But never let them catch you flexin' at the Exxon

'Cause every ni**a that the hood praise got a x

On or on a tee shirt like god always take the best ones

And I know you seem lost sometimes

You gotta crawl before you walk sometimes

The world is yours let your third eye shine

You gotta show 'em what you are sometimes

I'm just livin' life right now

And I'll be back for you if I need to

I'm just livin' life right now

Some days I gotta' breathe too

I'm just livin' life right now

And I'll be back

12 pull up paranoia in your cornea

If you crackin' under pressure get up off the corner bruh

No time for shook ones crooks by the books son

No handouts so a ni**a might have took somethin'

Mama beat my a** for it she single and she doing her best

So when I hear the beat I spaz for the check

Lick shots off let 'em know that ry got next

Pass with flying colors but ain't study for the test

College dropout but I school niggas 'cause my mind quicker

I'm magic in his prime find another sicker