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desiigner - liife (feat. gucci mane) lyrics

taz countin’ all this f–kin’ money
cashmoneyap
git, git, grrrrrah

git, git, grrrrrah
desiigner
let me tell you how it is

i’m on some real life, sh-t life, real life sh-t
never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
they don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick
i’m on some real life, sh-t life, real life sh-t
never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
they don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick

told me stay away from the bullsh-t
stay focused, here the rhymin’
shout to big blood, f–k the police
heard trump in the county
i seen n-gg-s feds
when i pulled up, yeah and he’s frownin’
yeah n-gg-s get bounties here
hit the ocean, he drownin’
bounce b-tch, beat bouncin’
hashtag, click, pound
n-gg-s talk sh-t or freestyle
f–k them, everybody stylin’
hot 97 turn to 9/11
when the mac 11, streets rhymin’
pop off these diamonds
make a dj get down with it

i’m on some real life, sh-t life, real life sh-t
never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
they don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick
i’m on some real life, sh-t life, real life sh-t
never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets (it’s gucci)
they don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick

i’m on some real life
real ice, this my real wife
i did real time and i lost my mind twice
on the interstate, gamblin’ like i’m shootin’ dice
i’ll drive the whole night just to get that low price
everybody rootin’ for the underdog
but when you on the top, they wanna see you fall
but f–k ’em all
i put my back against the wall
they hate to see you ball
they wanna see a n-gg- crawl
shout out to desiigner, he be k!llin’ sh-t (desiigner)
you gotta be a hater you not feelin’ it (f–k ’em)
g.o.o.d. music but we make that hood music
and we ain’t gotta brag ’cause we used to it
(it’s gucci!)

funny
desiigner
all the finest
fill up the shooters
man this boy gettin’ money
i’m in love with the money
threw the hate in the fire

- desiigner lyrics

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