Larry June - I'm Just Askin' lyrics

I figured I could get it cheaper if I go
And hit my plug out in Puerto Rico
Fifty cal desert eagle get to squeezing
When a nigga feelin’ evil
Big smile on my face when I look over
See the trap phone ringing
Where was you nigga when I didn’t have shit
Now you’re comin’ with opinions
I was taught growin’ up that I’d never
Have to answer to another nigga
I was taught growin’ up that you never roll
With niggas that be in they feelings
Ups and downs in the trap
Game got me trappin’ hard
Turned me to a menace
I’m vacayin’ on an island but my money
Still workin’ on the fucking west
I got two niggas, Smith and Wes’
I don’t give a fuck about a threat
Doin’ donuts in the ‘Vette
Yellow diamonds on my neck
Ride ‘round, mind gone, can’t even think
Nigga too high
Two trap spots, two trap phones, goddamn
Nigga too fly
I checked the mail like two times
Yeah I’m waiting on that pink slip
I hit the chopper with the rubber grip
Lately I been on some other shit damn

Sometimes I ask myself is this really living?
Is this real life? got a nigga trippin’
I’m just asking i’m just asking
Sometimes I ask myself is this really living?
Is this real life? got a nigga trippin’
I’m just asking i’m just asking

Riding by myself ‘cause I don’t trust niggas
Old hating ass nigga, I hope a bus hit ya
Dope man, dope man, got it for the cheaper
Chop down, chop down ride around with a MAC
Gotta move different when you
Really havin’ money check that boy for a
Wire, nigga acting funny
Nigga I don’t really trust him
Four five wrapped in a towel
Had to grab mine, heard them niggas coming
FN with the skinny nose
Got it sounding like a rock band drumming
I been out of my mind bae I gotta go now
I been working so hard
It’s all a nigga know now
Rocking Bally’s on my way to valley
Other bitch Italian, only feed her salad
On my way to Vegas, nigga fuck the mileage
Chopper break ya
Sounding like you’re switching classes
I’m going steady so my check advancing
Organized crime got me living lavish
Overseas banking, got a few accountants
Put my bottom bitch in a new Audi
Triple eight white tee but that neck
Hit for like twenty-five thousand
Bounced out on a renegade like what’s up ma
Need all of that

Sometimes I ask myself is this really living?
Is this real life? got a nigga trippin’
I’m just asking i’m just asking
Sometimes I ask myself is this really living?
Is this real life? got a nigga trippin’
I’m just asking i’m just asking