Living life in Luxury
Little kid at chuckee cheese
Cant nobody f*ck with me
Brylls blessed me with this beat
Send it my way I put it on plates
I feel like a monster that's put in a cage
I always escape but don't know my way
So I chill out until I need a break
Take no L's don't feel like losing
Stay with the bread yea I'm gluten
Could've been a teacher y'all need the schooling
I be laying down facts smacking hands with rulers
When I go in y'all need to scoot up
Half man and half computer
Red Strype been My only jeweler
Built like a droid but an Iphone user
The level we be on we over you peons you f*ckers must be gone
You in the wrong alley you don't match the talents we carrying gallons
Flow is like dynamite yo shit is kinda tight but its not fly as I
Me and you not alike spittin like I don't like ejected right on sight
Make yo face do the sour taste I be on the case like the plaintiff nigga
I beat the black off ya freak out Africa see the last of yo days nigga
I did my homework and still put in more work you don't even show up so guess who in first
I'm bullying whatever crew you in got that bitch hitting them angles now shout out to Kurt
Going berserk we don't even have to tell em our name man they know who we are
Shooting for stars like I'm up in Hollywood hands on the painting revealing the art
Shouts out 1take
My flow dumb straight
Carpel tunnel when I roll an eighth
Park the whip by the cliff and face it
I be progressing while y'all niggas stressing
My pockets is stretching with money and weapons
My Heart is an author I'm aiming for daughters
Compared to the rest and I kick em like Sparta
You thinking you caught up you wishing you outta
I'm killing you artists that's laughter and slaughter
Natural talent and that's from the startup
Gang of the finest and you are not part of
I'm X-ing you out I'm from the land but my head in the clouds
Grown man moves while you acting like a child
Ain't checking your page cuz you ain't worth the browse
Feel like Split got too many styles
Chill ass dude but the flow so wild
Sometimes vice versa every once in a while
I get outta pocket like keys to the house
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Living life in Luxury
Little kid at chuckee cheese
Cant nobody f*ck with me
Brylls blessed me with this beat
Send it my way I put it on plates
I feel like a monster that's put in a cage
I always escape but don't know my way
So I chill out until I need a break
Take no L's don't feel like losing
Stay with the bread yea I'm gluten
Could've been a teacher y'all need the schooling
I be laying down facts smacking hands with rulers
When I go in y'all need to scoot up
Half man and half computer
Red Strype been My only jeweler
Built like a droid but an Iphone user
The level we be on we over you peons you f*ckers must be gone
You in the wrong alley you don't match the talents we carrying gallons
Flow is like dynamite yo shit is kinda tight but its not fly as I
Me and you not alike spittin like I don't like ejected right on sight
Make yo face do the sour taste I be on the case like the plaintiff nigga
I beat the black off ya freak out Africa see the last of yo days nigga
I did my homework and still put in more work you don't even show up so guess who in first
I'm bullying whatever crew you in got that bitch hitting them angles now shout out to Kurt
Going berserk we don't even have to tell em our name man they know who we are
Shooting for stars like I'm up in Hollywood hands on the painting revealing the art
Shouts out 1take
My flow dumb straight
Carpel tunnel when I roll an eighth
Park the whip by the cliff and face it
I be progressing while y'all niggas stressing
My pockets is stretching with money and weapons
My Heart is an author I'm aiming for daughters
Compared to the rest and I kick em like Sparta
You thinking you caught up you wishing you outta
I'm killing you artists that's laughter and slaughter
Natural talent and that's from the startup
Gang of the finest and you are not part of
I'm X-ing you out I'm from the land but my head in the clouds
Grown man moves while you acting like a child
Ain't checking your page cuz you ain't worth the browse
Feel like Split got too many styles
Chill ass dude but the flow so wild
Sometimes vice versa every once in a while
I get outta pocket like keys to the house
Little kid at chuckee cheese
Cant nobody f*ck with me
Brylls blessed me with this beat
Send it my way I put it on plates
I feel like a monster that's put in a cage
I always escape but don't know my way
So I chill out until I need a break
Take no L's don't feel like losing
Stay with the bread yea I'm gluten
Could've been a teacher y'all need the schooling
I be laying down facts smacking hands with rulers
When I go in y'all need to scoot up
Half man and half computer
Red Strype been My only jeweler
Built like a droid but an Iphone user
The level we be on we over you peons you f*ckers must be gone
You in the wrong alley you don't match the talents we carrying gallons
Flow is like dynamite yo shit is kinda tight but its not fly as I
Me and you not alike spittin like I don't like ejected right on sight
Make yo face do the sour taste I be on the case like the plaintiff nigga
I beat the black off ya freak out Africa see the last of yo days nigga
I did my homework and still put in more work you don't even show up so guess who in first
I'm bullying whatever crew you in got that bitch hitting them angles now shout out to Kurt
Going berserk we don't even have to tell em our name man they know who we are
Shooting for stars like I'm up in Hollywood hands on the painting revealing the art
Shouts out 1take
My flow dumb straight
Carpel tunnel when I roll an eighth
Park the whip by the cliff and face it
I be progressing while y'all niggas stressing
My pockets is stretching with money and weapons
My Heart is an author I'm aiming for daughters
Compared to the rest and I kick em like Sparta
You thinking you caught up you wishing you outta
I'm killing you artists that's laughter and slaughter
Natural talent and that's from the startup
Gang of the finest and you are not part of
I'm X-ing you out I'm from the land but my head in the clouds
Grown man moves while you acting like a child
Ain't checking your page cuz you ain't worth the browse
Feel like Split got too many styles
Chill ass dude but the flow so wild
Sometimes vice versa every once in a while
I get outta pocket like keys to the house
Writer: Chrishawn Sadler
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid