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liveraw gbt – the mission lyrics

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[intro: jackpot]

i don’t know about you
but i liveraw everyday man

[hook: jackpot]

if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission
if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission

[verse 1: ishaan the rit god]

raw
pop shots from reggie miller range
moving in with yellow bones like martin payne
i’m wiping off the wood grain while i’m switching lanes
ya’ll sliding on thin ice like a hockey game
running in the game, til’ my legs burn like a swisher
until my right foot red like a game of twister
5 shots of hennessy, slow it down like bobby v
slowing down on kush, i doubt it
master p, i’m bout it bout it
she save my number under your majesty
dwight howard hoe, i ball magically
9/11, i spend the money tragically
peach ciroc, sneezing on these haters like a allergy

[hook: jackpot]

if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission
if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission

[verse 2: jackpot]

true religion outlet, drop a couple racks
hit up my n-gga bobbi i to do a couple tracks
i’m just a detroit playa, out of state swag
hoes pulling me over, out of state tags
my girl packed a louis with about 8 bags
my driveway looking like a zoo with about 8 jags
now she want me to beat it up so i straight jab
spent about 40 racks but only popped 8 tags
so n-gga do the math, 6 thou a item
every time i see a hater, i throw money, i don’t fight em’
shoutout to my n-gga mar, he locked up man i should write em’
if n-ggas see my swag, h-ll yea they gon bite em’
they told me put a little bit, i put it all n-gga
if i wasn’t 6’3″, i’d still stand tall n-gga
cuz that’s how it is when you get it all n-gga
man that’s how it is when you living raw n-gga

[hook: jackpot]

if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission
if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission

[verse 3: detroit l-o]

balling like richard hamilton, stacking on andrew hamiltons
smash yo girl and got yo girl singing, anthony hamilton
all these hoes is scandalous, ain’t too much i can handle though
i’m feeling kool like the cigarette, my b-tch got a camel toe
earlobe like a restaurant, if you don’t get it, look at this
cuz if my diamond ain’t got sprite, then it’s gon have sierra mist
stunting with ridiculousness, cuz i’m that guy
i’m just lowkey with my sh-t, b-tch i ain’t shy
and i always tend to make my cash stretch, cuz time is flexible
the belt cost minimum wage, without the decimal
n-gga what do you expect, my voice could make the hoes melt
got these hoes playing chess and checkers on my louis belt
chinese checkers earrings, bout my chips like backgammon
something fishy bout you, so i laugh and eat salmon
bullets hit yo follicles, my style is so phenomenal
they lying bout them az trips to swoop the cardinals

[hook: jackpot]

if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission
if you can’t take the heat, then get up out the kitchen
if you don’t liveraw, then why the h-ll you living
yea that blue dot ciroc i keep sippin’
now living raw n-gga that’s the muf-ckin’ mission



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