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letra de living - sneakbo

[intro]
brixton, baby

[verse 1]
all i ever wanted was a beamer
i was so broke, now i make more money than my teacher
i been through sh-t in my life, life couldn’t get realer
i didn’t have faith in god, had faith in my nina
man rise [?] (lekaa beats)
slap it on ox
since birth, i’ve been on jobs
diss me here, pop pop
somebody drop
and that n-gga there got touched, it was all for the gang, for the squad
man a mans mad
n-ggas can’t live how i live
i woke up one day like “sh-t”
“how the f-ck did i give mum racks and i payed my rent, had more for a whip” (skrr)
i’ve been skirting ’round
bill up a zoot then burn it down
f-ck that deal, man turned it down
and i need racks on racks, man worth the pounds, yeah
now i got that beamer (skrr)
with my n-ggas
blood, i get more money than my teacher
said i wouldn’t be sh-t but a dealer

[chorus]
lately i’ve been on the grind
this is the reason i shine
rocking designer and counting this money, b-tch
you know i’m doing alright
living, i’m living my life
i like her, i don’t have a type
keep your girl out of my sight
but tonight, fam, i want pipe

[hook]
i’m living, i’m living, i’m chilling, i did it
my life is the best
the way that they treat me, they bow when they see me
i feel like the best
all of my n-ggas finesse, all of my b-tches are peng
i’m living, i’m living, i’m living, i’m living
my life is the best

[verse 2]
never went home
i was on the road with the broskis, really tryna get that dough
anytime man said “wild”, frontline dishin’ out smoke
king of the brix, i’m the real ting, somebody let them know
welcome to the sneakbo show
real gangsta, gangsta, man’s gang
but now i paper chase, i need grands
i catch flights to get my chick tanned
i still drive even though i’m on a ban
i don’t give a f-ck about nothin’, i don’t give a f-ck about stress
baby come take off your b-ttons, i need you to show me your br–sts
i f-ck her, i f-ck her, i f-ck her, i f-ck her, she call me the best
giving me neck, bust on her face, bustin’ a sweat
oh yeah, i’m the n-gga of the year
i got trappers, i got bangers, my f boys want your squares, yeah
oh yeah, keep them n-ggas over there
i’m in the building with some villains, make you rockies disappear
i’m living, i’m living, i’m living, i’m living, your life is a mess
i’m broke, i’m up, i’m broke, i’m up, i’m finally blessed

[outro]
lekaa beats

- sneakbo

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