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living life - wee2hard lyrics

[intro]
(keegotthekeys)

[chorus]
livin’ life like gta, i did a money glitch at regions
reppin’ cs and over out here ballin’ like it’s playoffs
late night in the trenches, drawin’ down on n*ggas, did that
late night in the trenches, findin’ b*tches on the block, did that too (did that too)
time was there, i was tryna finesse the country boys, slip up, p threw (p threw)
they was sleepin’ on me, by the time they woke up, i was global
guarantee you stayin’ with me, then we tied in
whole gang lit, it’s a trophy and every one last of us
i knockin’ no n*gga, i salute you ‘fore i shoot you down
crazy how my life changed, fast cars and diamond rings
life hit me hard, we got back and then lost everything
n*gga k!lled my brother, we got back, we ain’t gon’ talk about it

[verse 1]
play with my feelings, actin’ ass, ain’t no understandin’
you don’t know me, don’t act like you know me, get that out your head
p*ssy had the nerve to say hot as me, boy, stop that dumb sh*t
stored inside my pocket, p*ss me off, watch how i pop it
i shot up just like a rocket, i’m the plug without a socket
what you need? you know i got it
pull up on me, you can cop it
lamb’ trucks and bad b*tches, turn wicked west to chiami
lookin’ back on my life, d*mn, i really made it far (made it far)
tryna get somethin’ goin’, yeah, you should be part two
tryna get somethin’ goin’, yeah, slept on the floor too
tryna get somethin’ goin’, yeah, i want some ms too
tryna get somethin’ goin’, yeah, i wanna match you too
[chorus]
livin’ life like gta, i did a money glitch at regions
reppin’ cs and over out here ballin’ like it’s playoffs
late night in the trenches, drawin’ down on n*ggas, did that
late night in the trenches, findin’ b*tches on the block, did that too (did that too)
time was there, i was tryna finesse the country boys, slip up, p threw (p threw)
they was sleepin’ on me, by the time they woke up, i was global
guarantee you stayin’ with me, then we tied in
whole gang lit, it’s a trophy and every one last of us
i knockin’ no n*gga, i salute you ‘fore i shoot you down
crazy how my life changed, fast cars and diamond rings
life hit me hard, we got back and then lost everything
n*gga k!lled my brother, we got back, we ain’t gon’ talk about it (talk about it)

[verse 2]
throw it back, watch how i catch it, i don’t play them karisha games
911 porche problem in traffic, it’s an emergency
drippin’ head to toe, when i come through, it’s like a murder scene
five b*tches from overseas, said she can’t get over me
you rather cry in that k5 or a rolls royce truck?
i’m a real big dog, i do big dog stuff
i mix marni with the rick, they say i’m dressin’ like a scammer
i don’t take pictures with the bros, they be k!llin’ all on camera
this whatever with whoever, that’s how i step with my people
i’ve been dealin’ with too much, it’s to the point i can’t even think
roll a blunt, it hit my mind, if that don’t work, pour up some drank
i’ve been living by the gun, c*ck it back and let it bang (let it bang)

- wee2hard lyrics

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