bluee & hibachi - lifestyle lyrics
[pre+hook: bluee]
been gunning for gold
i ain’t losing sight
no losses involved
the vision is tight
been gunning for gold
i ain’t losing sight
no losses involved
the vision is tight
[hook: bluee]
with all that been said
i still got the thing that you like
thing that you like
she tryna be wife
be part of the lifestyle, lifestyle
be part of my life now, life now
she’s tryna be wife now, wife now
she loving the lifestyle
been loving the lifestyle
with all that been said
i still got the thing that you like
thing that you like
she tryna be wife
be part of the lifestyle, lifеstyle
be part of my life now, life now
she’s tryna be wife now, wife now
she loving the lifestyle
been loving the lifestyle
[verse 1: bluee]
can’t f+ck with my conscious
i’m way too geeked off narcotics
building off all my problems
i turned the carnage to profit
they only love when you got it
but b+tch that’s my everyday
you won’t find no one like me
who’s gon’ make you feel what they say
not your concern
what i be doing every night
or who is who up in my ride
‘cause it ain’t been you
not for a while
to tell the truth
you in denial
yeah i see right through
you in disguise
yeah i see right through
you can’t deny
[pre+hook: bluee]
been gunning for gold
i ain’t losing sight
no losses involved
the vision is tight
been gunning for gold
i ain’t losing sight
no losses involved
the vision is tight
[hook: bluee]
with all that been said
i still got the thing that you like
thing that you like
she tryna be wife
be part of the lifestyle, lifestyle
be part of my life now, life now
she’s tryna be wife now, wife now
she loving the lifestyle
been loving the lifestyle
with all that been said
i still got the thing that you like
thing that you like
she tryna be wife
be part of the lifestyle, lifestyle
be part of my life now, life now
she’s tryna be wife now, wife now
she loving the lifestyle
been loving the lifestyle
[verse 2: hibachi]
lines like adidas
only homies is getting a feature
many fakes in the game
gotta cross ‘em out
man that be word to my preacher
always felt like i’m smarter than teachers
you teaching them fractions
i multiply figures
off to jozi but just for the weekend
go crazy, go stupid
it’s bachi the demon
i’m with bluee yeah this n+gga the truth
taking shots got a glock in the booth
spit on the mic like i’m missing a tooth
put some bliss in the joint
got me high off the fumes
now shawty be banging my tunes
dreads in the air when i’m whipping the coupe
let the gas out i’m dropping the roof
i’m grinding i want all the loot
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