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ONEFOUR

How We Livin'

 

How We Livin'


I find it funny on your way out the hood
They say don't forget me when you start with it
How you expect me to make sure you're straight
If you were never there to help us get it

This is how we living gotta maintain, the trap game
Used to struggle, now it's champagne and Balmain
This is how we living in the fast lane, we catch planes
On the regular we slap K's, for bro's sake we gotta
Keep it moving my brother, just keep your head up
That's the reason why I decided to get my bread up
Still trapping in the game, I ain't never gon' change
Till we all, we all on

I remember, I remember cruising 'round, tryna do them foul
But now I got my young G's round, tryna do me proud
When you see gang best re-route it
Cause the other side, getting laid down for 2, 3 thousand
Yeah I'm still getting rowdy like that, pull up like "howdy", and slap
Turn up like Rowdy and Bobby, scream to the crowd like "I'm back"
Some like a party in Mounty, they want 'em girls in a wap
Some like the old carti, them girls used to be in the trap
So let me take you back a bit, yeah I used to trap a bit
I would chase the loudest pack, none the less the cracker shit
Back when me and Dub bought our first car, and crashed the whip
Back when I was dumb and wouldn't hesitate to slap a bitch
Would I slap a bitch now? Maybe I would, who knows
I'm from where they'd rather trap then slave away in fluros
Where the youngins would skip the Bible and rather do road
Where we slide young to our rivals, you can't choose both gang

This is how we living gotta maintain, the trap game
Used to struggle, now it's champagne and Balmain
This is how we living in the fast lane, we catch planes
On the regular we slap K's, for bro's sake we gotta
Keep it moving my brother, just keep your head up
That's the reason why I decided to get my bread up
Still trapping in the game, I ain't never gon' change
Till we all, we all on

This the only life that we know, no time to kick my feet up
Banned from the Star casino, but I don't care 'cause we up
And if you're living life to the fullest, then blaze the weed up
'Cause there ain't nothing that can separate me from my Sativa
'Cause I grew up eating tuna cans, now we low on rubber bands
Didn't have a dollar, now I'm a shot caller
What you know about winter showers with no hot water?
But I ain't stopping for nothing, I do this shit for my daughter, but they don't understand
Still got no love for the other side, I stay thicker
One thing I hate more than a opp would be a fence sitter
Take a glimpse of my wrist, and how it stays glitter
Made it out the hood but still chilling with the same hitters

This is how we living gotta maintain, the trap game
Used to struggle, now it's champagne and Balmain
This is how we living in the fast lane, we catch planes
On the regular we slap K's, for bro's sake we gotta
Keep it moving my brother, just keep your head up
That's the reason why I decided to get my bread up
Still trapping in the game, I ain't never gon' change
Till we all, we all on

See them younguns in the street and I can't blame 'em
Still got brothers in the trap, and I can't name 'em
Running up racks, blowing 'em gats with hearts so painless
And I don't want 'em losing hope if I start failing
I bring my people on, and with the path that I'm paving
I won't part ways, cause to the other side I'm satin
I know the youngers see me and they see a hero rapping away
But how'd they feel if I said I can't save 'em?

This is how we living gotta maintain, the trap game
Used to struggle, now it's champagne and Balmain
This is how we living in the fast lane, we catch planes
On the regular we slap K's, for bro's sake we gotta
Keep it moving my brother, just keep your head up
That's the reason why I decided to get my bread up
Still trapping in the game, I ain't never gon' change
Till we all, we all on

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