LYF THE RAPPER - Credits

{intro: lyf the rapper}
Yeah, i'm riding with my crew, moving slow
I get money, y'all just paper chasing, hop off, get a hoe

{verse 1: lyf the rapper}
I'm on a move, i'm on a role
I be ballin' with my crew like this shit legal i'm just chasing all my goals
Yeah, i'm steady on the road
I get money, y'all just paper chasing hop up off my dick, go get a hoe
Yeah, we ridin', moving slow
Me and my homie, we go crazy, mess with us, you might just end up in a hole
You don't even wanna know
I be rapping, i be spazzing on the beat you know i'm crazy with my notes
Yeah they know me for my music cause i always bring the heat
And i make y'all think y'all winning, just so i can take the lead
On the court, i make a swish, shooting deep, i make a three
This talent ain't too easy, you should see the way i bleed
It's okay if you leave, most people fake, they don’t stay
But just know if you're hurt, bitch, pop patrol, i’m on the way
I go by lyf the rapper, you best know that i don’t play
And if i ever end up crazy, just remember what i say

{verse 2: bj3}
Ooh, yeah (ooh)
You know it's bj3, they hope they see me in a grave
You play with my ponta, and i'm letting off that k
Just hoped in a porsche, 50 million in my bank
Yeah, we ridin', moving slow, yeah, we ridin', moving slow
Shorty bad, yeah, she my lil hoe
Nobody know what happens behind closed doors
I'm the king of my city
Had to show the youngins that they could make a difference
Taking all these pills, and i'm hoping they don't kill me
Anxiety in my mind, and i cannot let it get to me
'xiety in my mind, and i cannot let it get to me
No, i cannot let it get to me
Cause my heart was loving the wrong person, that was my enemy

{verse 3: lyf the rapper}
Yeah your love got me sippin' on that hennessey
Got me feeling like you truly say you there for me
Until you start to hate, but no, it's bending me
Stacking up my bread, you know i'm stacking up my chips
Ridin' round the world, while you steady trying to trip
I'm just trying to live my life, trying to vibe to this hit
You can roll the credits, cause i'm done with you, bitch

{outro: lyf the rapper}
I'm on a move, i'm on a role
I be vibin' with my crew like this shit legal i'm just chasing all my goals
You know i'm steady on the road
I get money, y'all just paper chasing hop up off my dick, go get a hoe