Frsh Prnce - How I Wanna Liv Lyrics

Yeah
Uuuunnhunnnh
Prnce
Yeh yeh yeh yeah
The rap game nigga
Just like the trap game
But it took for me to trap
To make it rapping mane
On the blocc day and night
Wit my day ones
Clocc work how fishes come
To get that a one
I started off as a peon
Took a minute
But I started taking off
Like Deion
Momma calling
Say the feds
Gon take my ass to prison
Pick and choose
Live my life
How I wanna live it
Unnh
Quarterback
My niggas go
All I do is say hut
Callin shots
I'm the boss man
U can call me King Tutt
I don't fuss if u short
I just cut yo pacc short
Eye for a eye
Tooth for a tooth
Bitch u get smoked
Like Newport's
I'm from Bama
Birmingham
Bitch u get shot for jordans
Big ass estate
Carry money
In my foreign luggage
Big ass on bae
Plus she good at cookin
In the kitchen
Shrimp n grits
Plus a foe
She whipped up to a seven
Nigga this the life
That im livin
If a nigga buying
We selling
Get it Whole sale
Then stretch it
Put it out retail
Eat plenty
Ducc twelve
Keep a distance
Stacc money fo bail
This the life that I liv
Nigga this the life that I live
The rap game nigga
Just like the trap game
But it took fo me to trap
To make it rappin mane
On the blocc day and night
Wit my day ones
Clocc work how fishes come
To get that a one
I started off as a peion
Took a minute
But I started taking off
Like Deion
Momma callin
Say the fedz
Gon take my ass to prison
Pick and choose
Live my life
How I wanna live it
Early days
Long nights
Trapping rapping
Just tryna get it right
Drinking sprite
I just might
Swap it out
And pull out the drop tonight
I'm bad
Like Mike
Smoking swishers
Gotta couple killers round me
Gotta couple
Drug dealers round me
That's about a profit
Ain't no taking losses
Told em no mo takin losses
Had to crawl bacc
Like a baby learning
How to walk up
To having raccs in pockets
Now the money counters
Count it
All blue real hunnids
Yo shit say for motion pictures
Fucc nigga can't be serious
I can't even deal wit ya
U can't even trap wit me
Heard u tell it all when the
Police get involved in the mix
Now u on a dummy mission
Ye Saint Laurent
Fragrance on me
Plus the shoes
And the shades
And the belt
Gucci bag all on my bacc
Smelling like a pound of gas
40 Cash in that bag
40 Cal cocked on my hip
Imma up it
Shoot like John Wick
Lookin like I just hit a licc
Looking like I sell nun but briccs
Bitch I look like a Frsh Prnce
Yeeeeaaaah
Yeah
Bitch I look like a Frsh Prnce
The rap game nigga
Just like the trap game
But it took for me to trap
To make it rapping mane
On the blocc
Day and night
Wit my day ones
Clocc work how fishes come
To get that a one
Yeh
Yeh I started off as a peion
Took a minute but I started
Taking off like Deion
Momma calling
Say the fedz
Gon take my ass to prison
Pick and choose
Live my life
How I wanna live it