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dior don - l1v3 l1f3 lyrics

(whole ‘lotta sticks in the motherf+ckin’ sky)
(whole ‘lotta bl!cks, you can die if you want to)
(my pretty lil’ b+tch tryna get up in law school)
(so if we get locked up for choppas, she got us, we all cool)

live life, i been takin’ these drugs, i don’t think i’ma die
when you been sittin’ on top for so long, really think you can fly
i tag ’em if ‘lil buddy think that he be “it”, i really got bl!cks in the viper
if you in the city don’t tap in with kizzy, you lookin’ to die
got it in with the mob, can’t work a job, cut off my dawgs, seein’ no lights in my rear
who i got to lose to? scary sh+t i used to, f+ck it, i’m man of the year
whole ‘lotta blunts, whole ‘lotta red, ain’t no beer
sho’ enough, n+++++ ain’t blowin’ up, yeah, these ‘lil n+++++ be weird
i heard they lookin’ for options
i heard n+++++ be watchin’, ‘lil b+tch, i see it
lil’ bro, let me know, you ain’t got sh+t poppin’
he had the city on lock, don’t f+ck ’round and drop it

too much talk, don’t mention it
free my dawgs, the winners, man
learn talk how to talk when you talk to the bidness man
i can see how he walk, he the middle man
i can see, with that glock, he not poppin’ it
the way that i move to the top, ain’t no stoppin’ it
who got your attention? if it ain’t me? (no)
great conversations, then you ghost for 8 weeks, darlin
i’m gettin’ flashbacks, how you used to take the heat for me
you can’t ever talk it out, would you take a seat for me?
lil’ hoe, i’m beyond done with these n+++++
flam boy, peon
look what i done for the riches
type money, get pee’d on, f+ck what you talkin’ ’bout, n++++
just told everybody that we on, i’m havin’ in the buildin’
i’m havin’ fun with a .556 and an ar, big boy switches
shankin’ these boys, f+ck a lil’ ar, cut that lil’ boy ’til he twitchin’
brazy how i went from bummy and broke to a hundred comin’ every minute
you could stack the money a mile away, i’ll go get it, a mile, a ticket
(whole ‘lotta sticks in the motherf+ckin’ sky)
(whole ‘lotta bl!cks, you can die if you want to)
[and they still can’t create n+++++ like me and yididoo]
[they don’t make those no more, my jadada]

live life, i been takin’ these drugs, i don’t think i’ma die
when you been sittin’ on top for so long, really think you can fly
i tag ’em if ‘lil buddy think that he be “it”, i really got bl!cks in the viper
if you in the city don’t tap in with kizzy, you lookin’ to die
got it in with the mob, can’t work a job, cut off my dawgs, seein’ no lights in my rear
who i got to lose to? scary sh+t i used to, f+ck it, i’m man of the year
whole ‘lotta blunts, whole ‘lotta red, ain’t no beer
sho’ enough, n+++++ ain’t blowin’ up, yeah, these ‘lil n+++++ be weird
(i heard they lookin’ for options)
i heard n+++++ be watchin’, ‘lil b+tch, i see it
lil’ bro, let me know, you ain’t got sh+t poppin’
he had the city on lock, don’t f+ck ’round and drop it

[right now, i could say some shididoo, go right on the jididoo, bow, bow, putidididoo]
[post it on the grididoo, its outsididoo, right?]
[and they still can’t create n+++++ like me and yididoo]
[they don’t make those no more, my jadada]

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