Life 2 Lit Lyrics

I'm trying, I'm trying to record something

Folk keep hitting my line man

I thought I put the joint on airplane mode

But check me out, listen

All I need is bout , you know what I'm saying

A quick thirty, you know what I'm saying

About one, two minutes of your time, you know what I'm saying

I gotta rip something

You know what I'm saying

I pulled up something that slap

But check me out, hold on

Yeah

I got a girl, but I still hit my ex though

Cook for me and rub my stomach, yeah, I can't let go

I'm a real dog, I should probably shop at Petco

I been told you this, should've known from the get go

Run up on me wrong, on the guys I might let go

Knock it out the park, homerun Jose Conseco

If I do some dirt, I fall back and I lay low

I do it for the money, that dollar, that peso

Two cell phones, cause my life too lit

Say I got her pregnant thot, that ain't my jit

Want to buy some land, cause that's how you stay rich

Unc been told me, don't wife no

I'm obsessed with the cash, I'm a fiend for the green

All I ever wanted was some money since a teen

I was born broke, but I gotta die rich

And my tint illegal, like a Glock with a switch

And my tint illegal, like a Glock with a Switch

Triple M status, call me money, making Mitch

I be in the cut, getting blues out the mix

My music good dope, if you was trying to get a fix

My cully selling hard, he be on the boulevard

Can't give his real name, but he said, call him nard

I know a couple scammers, man, but they ain't cracking cards

They trying to lick the bank for them seven figures large

I used to shoot threes, tried to make it to the league

Fell in love with the music, now she bounce to my beat

Now she bounce on my meat, now she taking this d

Call the pipe melatonin, cause it put her straight to sleep

From the north not the east, I can't wife up no treesh

Only loyal to the fam, ain't no love in these streets

And I love touching dead guys , my money on

Why would I sign for a M when they finna touch a B

Off Me

Two cell phones, cause my life too lit

Say I got her pregnant thot, that ain't my jit

Want to buy some land, cause that's how you stay rich

Unc been told me, don't wife no

I'm obsessed with the cash, I'm a fiend for the green

All I ever wanted was some money since a teen

I was born broke, but I gotta die rich

And my tint illegal, like a Glock with a switch

And my tint illegal, like a Glock with a

Like a Glock with a switch

Like a Glock with a switch

Like a Glock with a switch

Like a Glock with a

Thot that ain't my jit

Two cell phones, call my life to lit

Swang, swang, swang

Swang, swang, swang, swang

Let's go