Lil Poppa - Lifestyle lyrics

Janarious Mykel Wheeler

[Lil Poppa - Lifestyle lyrics]

Ayy yo, Bands, what you cookin'?

Cold blooded, no point to prove
He been smackin' shit
Detectives know it's him 'cause
When he shoot it, he be accurate
He certified
He won't hesitate to bag a bitch
Blood in his eyes, bumpin' that Webbie
On that savage shit
Contract killer, ain't scared of nothin'
He a gun tight nigga tell him go get him
He gon' come bite with him
Don't call my phone, leave me 'lone
You is not my nigga
And I been prayin' to that chrome
It's just me and that pistol I'm clutchin'
Ain't backin' down just ain't in town
I been road runnin'
Workin' on this show money
New and I need old money


You steady givin' these hoes money but
'round here need to hold somethin'
That chopper hold a whole hundred
That bitch spray from Sunday to Monday

And I know you ain't seen me lately
Just stayin' away from this fake shit
I been peepin' all the hate shit
And they think I'm goin' crazy
I see everything but don't say shit
It's hard but I face it
Street nigga lifestyle, might not make it
Here today, you're gone tomorrow
Back to the basics
We don't fuck with the cops but
That don't mean that we racist
We been beatin' the block
Then we comin' back with them faces
I know niggas with open wounds
I know niggas with open cases
It ain't promised that you make it
With the chances that you takin'
Ain't got that burner, then you naked
When it's your turn then you take it
Lesson learned, you can't erase it
You got that bread, you better break it

If you got money, better save it
Even though my young niggas'll take it
18, I'm on my shit, they on my dick
I know they hate it
Every day we in the bricks, same shit
We tryna make it
Another homicide, police still tryna trace it
Molly got 'em goin' crazy, out the police
Smokin' back to back
He beefin' with the other side
Them boys been goin' tit for tat
Change for you life, this for that
Blow his brains out just for that
Catch him in the streets, ain't with the rap
Nigga, if it's beef, don't give me dap
Take his sack, Warren Sapp
I don't listen 'cause I know it's cap
Said you lookin' for me but I know it's cap
Nigga must be usin' Dora's map
Nigga must be usin' Dora's map
Where I'm from, all we know is trap
Where I'm from, all we know is trap
Ridin', bitch, we ain't takin' naps

And I know you ain't seen me lately
Just stayin' away from this fake shit
I been peepin' all the hate shit
And they think I'm goin' crazy
I see everything but don't say shit
It's hard but I face it
Street nigga lifestyle, might not make it
Here today, you're gone tomorrow
Back to the basics
We don't fuck with the cops but
That don't mean that we racist
We been beatin' the block
Then we comin' back with them faces
I know niggas with open wounds
I know niggas with open cases
It ain't promised that you make it
With the chances that you takin'
Ain't got that burner, then you naked
When it's your turn then you take it
Lesson learned, you can't erase it
You got that bread, you better break it

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