Young M.A - The Lyfestyle (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young M.A - The Lyfestyle (en) Lyrics
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Ayo man, I feel like I've been
humble too long, man
I'm too humble, man (Woo)
Fuck all that humble shit, uh
Uh, fuck bein' humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin' on your bubble,
pullin' on your frontal
Then it's back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein' humble
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Brr)
More money, more trouble
Cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)
Gotta get it by any means
Barely hope but got plenty dreams
Turtle to a rabbit (Huh?)
Even when I walk, still in the lead
You lil' niggas better
take it ease (Huh?)
Treatin' life like Baby Boy
Give her head, then I
take the keys (Woo)
Bend the block like she
bend her knees (Skrrt)
My presence speak for me, I don't
even gotta say a word (Shh)
My hitta sweep for me, all I gotta
do is say the word (Grr)
Used to hustle out the Chevy Cruze,
couldn't play the curb (Skrrt)
The game will teach you a lot, but
you gotta play to learn (Facts)
Paper cuts when I count it up (Huh?)
Skyscrapers when I pile it up (Huh?)
Double cup when I brown it up (Huh?)
I'm a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I'm a queen, nigga, crown me up
.30 Glock, we a couple (Grr)
I'm motivation for my people (Yes)
Yeah we different, but we equal (Yes)
Eye to eye with the real (Huh?)
The fake niggas I can
see through (Huh?)
I hate payin' bills
Yeah I'm rich, but I'm cheap, too (Uh)
Food stamps out the Key Food (Yeah)
Oh well, man, that's free food
I can't change
I can't change my ways
Yes, my wrist lit, and
yes I'm rich, bitch
And that's word to Rick James
(I'm rich, bitch)
I stay in my lane (Skrrt)
I drink away my pain (Yes)
Matter of fact, pass me that bottle
I need to pour up
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