Yung Bleu, French Montana - Life Worth Living lyrics
Yung Bleu
[Yung Bleu, French Montana - Life Worth Living lyrics]
When you hear that "Haan"
BLEU, what up? (Montana) uh
G's up, hoes down
Bitch can't swim, she gon' drown
From the bottom, that nigga you know now
You talkin' 'bout the wave
We started the whole sound
Before I go to sleep, I pray for a billion
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin'
This fuckin' money sure make
Live worth livin'
They say they wanna kill him, but it's cap
They say he really livin' what he rap (Ayy)
Really livin' what he rap, uh
Really livin' what he rap (Real)
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money surе make
Live worth livin'
I'm done bеin' humble
That bank account showin'
Extraordinary numbers comma, comma, comma
Buildin' million dollar entities
Comma, comma
Comma 'til it turn to parentheses
All this fuckin' drama, we was friends
Now we enemies
Niggas that I played with in park ball
Little league shit gettin' weird
Nigga blowin' up suddenly
Got it in the Louis bag only for emergencies
Knowin' that I sex you
You still actin' cordially
You ain't tell the internet
Nothin' out of courtesy
All these niggas young bosses
Comin' up up under me
I can feel the summer breeze
The crib like Tony, resort style
I got niggas handle my shit
Out of the courts now
Kickin' your door down
Them lawsuit's easy to file
Hope you can swim, this water easy to drown
(yeah)
Before I go to sleep
(Sleep) , I pray for a billion (Billion)
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money sure make
Live worth livin' (Real)
They say they wanna kill him, but it's cap
(Cap)
They say he really livin' what he rap (Ayy)
Really livin' what he rap, uh
Really livin' what he rap (Real)
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money sure make
Live worth livin' (Montana)
Livin' what I rap
I might go down for the RICO (RICO)
Snipin', catch me with Anitta in Puerto Rico
(Woo) this that Paul Wall gold grill
Mike Jones piece (Uh)
It's that Kentucky John Wall
With the arm sleeves (Uh)
And if that head good, pay the car note
My front yard like Rozay car show (yeah)
Shorty bad, she wanna be the BM
But if I curve, she gon' screenshot the DMs
(Ah) hundred mil', diamond singles
Done bein' humble (Humble)
Hit's every summer, whole decade
I ain't fumble (Haan)
But then again, all glory to God
She gon' do it for the boy
'cause she married to the mob (Mob)
G's up (G's up) , hoes down (Hoes down)
If a bitch can't swim, she gon' drown
(Uh, huh)
From the bottom, that nigga you know now
You talkin' 'bout the wave
We started the whole sound
Before I go to sleep
(Sleep) , I pray for a billion (Billion)
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money sure make
Live worth livin' (Real)
They say they wanna kill him, but it's cap
(Cap)
They say he really livin' what he rap (Ayy)
Really livin' what he rap, uh
Really livin' what he rap (Real)
These bad bitches sure make
Live worth livin' (For real)
This fuckin' money sure make
Live worth livin'