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letra de livin' - lute

livin’ lyrics
[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
extendo clips, hallow tips
make a n-gga fold like a motorola
i’m fully loaded, swipe a n-gga like a n-gga scrollin’
picture me rolling like makaveli, all my lyrics potent
my mind open to whatever god willing to give
bas bought a rollie, yet you on the phone talking ’bout kids
girl i gotta live, i’m claustrophobic, you closing me in
my n-gga what is life? i don’t even know where to begin
my mind be at war with itself so i just express with the pen
some days i submerge myself and drown in the deepest of ends
to rise to thе top and n-ggas tell me i’m sinking again
like f-ck your opinions, that sh-t don’t add to my dividеnds
above the water with the fins, adapt to change like my last name was tennyson
i stack my losses in the end them sh-ts add up to wins
n-ggas think i owe them something like we some kind of ken, and even then
n-gga, please, somebody get your man’s
[chorus]
livin’ in a war
i been kickin’ down some doors
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
went from being poor
to best dressed at the awards
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
livin’ in a war
i been kickin’ down some doors
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
went from being poor
to best dressed at the awards
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”

[verse 2]
i got a text that read, “why you so hard to obtain?”
maybe ’cause i never viewed myself as a tangible thing
speaking of views, i never expected to be in the frame
more like damian wayne, i was going through some major pains
so imagine how my self esteem
imagine how i felt when ib told me i was a part of the team
i did every thing i said i would when i was sixteen
’til this day i still don’t know what that means
am i blessed or did i find a way to write from my pain?
same n-ggas rootin’ for me never supported my dreams
same n-ggas that was absent when i was finding a lane
now turned platinum, put respect on my name
turned platinum, put respect on my
[chorus]
livin’ in a war
i been kickin’ down some doors
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
went from being poor
to best dressed at the awards
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
livin’ in a war
i been kickin’ down some doors
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”
went from being poor
to best dressed at the awards
i been runnin’ up the score
like, “n-gga, who the f-ck gon’ stop me?”

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