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letra de livin' right - squid mchale

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(verse 1)

it’s the young, rap phenomena
eating like the day after ramadan
see the crown lying on the throne
young squiddy finna try it on
i stay 100 like i’m driving on the autobahn
i’m kinda calm, but on the lowkey
i live the sweet life, i’m mr. mosby
on the deck of the boat
because i’m steady getting dough now
my side chick promoted to my main ho now
because my old girl tripping, mama telling me to slow down
but f-ck that, i got something to prove
and now nothings in my pockets, i got nothing to lose
you see i, keep it hot the smoke detectors going off
i’m getting brain, shawty swearing she a know-it-all
but i don’t know at all, where the path finna take the kid
poppins’ hit me up, saying squiddy keep on making hits
but you know it cuz, and come and roll with us
schilly in the back seat you knowing that he’s rolling up
that loud so amplified, you gon’ need some earplugs
my homie p-ssed away, so i ain’t going near drugs
and i’m just drinking, til i ain’t thinking no more
because my thought’s will eat me alive like a f-cking carnivore

(hook)

aye, baby why don’t you come over here
shake that lil thing for the man of the year, what’s up
see i love the way you dance in the club
a toast to the weekend we don’t give a f-ck, what’s up
and yeah, we livin’ right, yeah, we just livin’ right
yeah, we livin’ right, yeah, we just livin’ right
yea we livin’ right, yeah we just livin’ right
put your hands up, cause we do this sh-t every night

(verse 2)

i see all the buhls
calling audibles
switching sides, man it’s horrible
like d-mn, lil homie, where’s the loyalty?
pinky ring glisten, it be feeling like royalty
going all in, so the fans be getting more of me
i’m having orgy’s with women that was ignoring me
heart so cold, it be feeling like 4 degrees
you better bundle up, i’m on the up-and-up
even usain bolt can’t even f-cking run with us
at age 13, i seen my cousin bagging up the cocaine
his mama probably hates him, but at least he wasn’t broke, man
so i’m a hustler, provide it to the customer
music so dope, stick the needle in your jugular
if we die today, man there ain’t no difference
we kept alive now a days when we reminisce
i think about it, think about it every night now
grinding every day, like my t–th when i bite down
and all i ever had in life, was just a mean appet-te
comparing me to artist, they be saying i be rapping like
and actually, i’m rapping like i’m way above my age
if i never started rapping, i’d be kurt cobain
blowing up, propane on the rest of the world
you see you ain’t really like all the rest of the girls
and i’m forreal yo, i can tell your a real ho
maybe we should kick it, do it up like a field goal

(hook x2)

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