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Livin Life

๐Ÿ‘ค Lute feat. High I'm Ry โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Still Slummin' - West 1996 Part II โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:14
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โฑ๏ธ 3:14 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

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 nigga 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 nigga that you asked about Yeah,
I gained respect before followers Hung with real niggas,
Watch a real nigga follow up Crabs in the barrels so my barrel
Shootin' hollow tips Tired of swingin' fists with niggas who don't
Want shit 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 nigga 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 for you if I need to 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 nigga might have took
Somethin' Mama beat my ass 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 Look, say hey Say hey daddy,
Say hey da-da Hey da-da Hey,
We're just calling to see what you're up to I
Know your probably busy but just call me whenever Bye
Ahhh.
My boy, Lute.
What up, baby?
Yo, this your manager, pardon my yo- your old man, your old man.
Listen, listen.
I'm at this raggedy motherfucka
Right now, 'bout to fuckin' quit nigga.
I heard about the deal, smullcounty Dreamville, son.
Ohh shit, it's lit, nigga.
That's what y'all be sayin', "
It's lit", right?
It's lit, it's lit as fuck.
Yo, I'm at this raggedy motherfucka.
Hold on, man.
Fuck these niggas, man, I'm quitin'.
I'm goin' on the road with you.
I told you.
I got them bars.
I got them hooks.
Hold on, hold on.
Hey Ethan, fuck you, bro.
Fuck you, too, Todd.
And fuck you Samanta [?] with them thin-ass lips, you fuckin' bitch.
Fuck corporate.
Fuck you, crackers.
I'm out this bitch.
I'm goin' on tour.
I'm still slummin' while I'm chasing
Life I got my bag and I'm ready to go.
Um I just- you know just letting
You know, where I need to meet you at?
I'm on my way.
I got my little shit- I'm ready to go.
I don' quit.
Just like you, I'm runnin' with you, nigga.
We on, we on, nigga.
We active, nigga.
Ahhh I'm still Queen City Slummin', nigga.
Let's go.
Two steps back just to get it right"

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