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Roddrick Fulton
Songwriter:in
Letras
No I.d ****
(Ohh ohh)
Gang bang
(Whoa Whoa)
Whoop
This is the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ugly)
And this the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ugly)
Ugly
Living my life (my life)
Ain't no telling how it's gone be
Cause tomorrow's not promised to me (to me)
Living my life (my life)
It's a lot of paper that I wanna see
And a lot of places that I tryna be
(Living my life)
It seems like everything be going wrong
But I know I just gotta stay strong (stay strong)
Living my life, I ask God
For forgiveness of my sins
But **** I'll hit you with the chrome (living my life)
So don't fuck wit me (so don't fuck wit me)
Bitch don't play wit me (bitch don't play wit me)
Cause nun of my **** don't play (don't play)
Boy don't funk wit me (boy don't funk wit me)
Bitch don't beef wit me (bitch don't beef wit me)
Cause all my **** gone spay (gone spay)
And we already know how it is
In the field **** thinking it's a game
Till somebody get killed
Boy this shit real
(This shit real)
All my **** tote steals
We do drills
This is the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ugly)
And this the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ugly)
Ugly
(Aye)
This the life I can't leave (leave)
I keep a gun on my waist
And my heart on my sleeve (sleeve)
Extension on that bitch (yup)
I ain't talking bout no weave (uhh uhh)
Bought more trees than Christmas Eve
Make it hard for you to breathe (breathe)
**** suffocate (suffocate)
When they don't make enough they hate
Pockets on buff
Birthday I'm tryna touch the cake
Never hate (never hate)
I told my Relly to take a slice (slice)
We just want that kind of money
When you ain't worried about the price
You just slide (you just slide)
And when it's funk you just ride (ride)
I hold it down for the real ones
And all my **** that died
Man I cried (man I cried)
(Man I cried)
Sometimes a gangster shed a tear (tear)
This the life that we living
Get ya bread cause it's dear
Have no fear
(Have no fear)
Asking God do you hear
I been hustling with my peers
We ain't talked in some years
But I feel
(But I feel)
That somebody need to pray wit me
(Pray wit me)
Cause I'ma kill any ****
That try to play wit me
This is the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ugly)
And this the life that we are living (living)
All this money and guns
Causing these killings (killings)
So **** don't fuck wit me (fuck wit me)
My **** gone bust for me (bust for me)
When shit get ugly (ugly)
(Ohh)
(Ugly)
Ugly (ohh)
Whoa (whoa)
Written by: Roddrick Fulton
