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letra de livin' life - lute

[verse 1: lute]
got the world on my shoulder, plus the weight of my daughter
then looking after my father, who was hardly ever be sober
my baby mama be trippin’
mama tell me just listen, but mama i’m on a mission
and i cannot wait no longer for n-gg-s to realize, things i set inside
the time is now n-gg- or never at all
no time for plan b’s to cushion my fall
no time for plan b to cushion my fall

[hook]
i’m just living life right now
and i’ll be back for you if i need to
i’m just living life right now
some days i gotta’ breathe too

[verse 2: lute]
they underestimate your boy ’cause i’m a daddy now
but understand i’m not that same n-gg- that you asked about
yeah, i gained respect before followers
hung with real n-gg-s, watch a real n-gg- follow up
crabs in the barrels so my barrel shooting hollow tips
tired of swinging fists with n-gg-s who don’t want sh-t for themselves
half my n-gg-s either dead or in jail, and i ain’t got the money for your bail
barely got enough to pay the bills
when most n-gg-s barely got enough to keep it real
’cause life ain’t all about what you obtain, it’s what you give
somedays you gotta let the sun reflect up off the steel, show these n-gg-s what it is
’cause the hood love you when you got the most ice on
but never let them catch you flex on the exxon
cause every n-gg- that the hood praise got a x on or on a tee shirt like god always take the best ones
and i know you seem lost sometimes
you gotta crawl before you walk sometimes
the world is yours, let your third eye shine
you gotta show ’em what you are sometimes

[hook]
i’m just living life right now
and i’ll be back for you if i need to
i’m just living life right now
some days i gotta’ breathe too
i’m just living life right now
and i’ll be back for you if i need to

[verse 3: high i’m ry]
12 pull up, paranoia in your corner, yeah
if you cracking under pressure, get up off the corner, bruh
no time for shook ones, crooks by the books son
no handouts so a n-gg- might have took something
mama beat my -ss for it, she single and she doing her best
so when i hear the beat, i spaz for the check
lick shots off, let ’em know ry got next
p-ss with flying colors, but ain’t study for the test
college dropout, but i school n-gg-s ’cause my mind quicker
i’m magic in his prime, find another sicker

[outro: lute’s daughter & spouse]
look, say hey
say hey daddy, say hey da-da
hey da-da
hey, we’re just calling to see what you’re up to
i know your probably busy but just call me whenever
bye

- lute

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