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Hey, listen!
Ayy, so I'm just livin' life and I'ma get it
And I'ma get these stacks, then I'ma spend it
All these people don't care but I just forget it
Fillin' up a Backwood light it up and hit it
All these problems in my head ain't worth attention
And I don't really care about the shit that's mentioned
People talkin' 'bout me but that shit is fiction
I don't pay attention, don't got time to listen
I'm just livin' life, livin' life, yeah
But sometimes all this stress has got me blind, yeah
Chillin' with my day ones, know we gettin' high, yeah
Smokin' up until we reach the fuckin' sky, yeah
I'm worrying 'bout my payments, not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes or all these lies, yeah
I'm worrying 'bout my payments, not no lies, yeah
Can't focus on these fakes or all these lies, yeah
Ayy, and I'm just chillin', playin' PS2
Shout-out all my bros who always stayed true
Coolin', dressed in black, I got that BAPE too
Bangin' on my chest with those Legend Blues
I'm just livin' life, need to tell me how
Can't hate up on this style with this catchy flow
All you other rappers spittin' shit for dough
I put it all in music, I won't let it go
All you rappers spittin' fake for fake-ass hoes
I travel every day just like a lost soul
I cope with all these kids and that's what fills the hole
I do it for the fans and not the fuckin' dough
Seein' all these people start to quote alone
Crazy what this passion does and where it goes
I wouldn't trade it for the world or any hoes
I wouldn't trade it for the world or any hoes, yeah
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