Still rolling in my Elco on them thiz-angs
Niggas f*cking up, they ain't f*cking with the pliz-anes
Hits from the bong, Cali strong, got me feeling like I
Could kill a man, but I would rather kill a baseline
These coke laced lines, too dope for most they turn their noses up
Real niggas turn the music up more
Lookin' out the cracked windows, sound and the smoke
Got you high off both, drugs, audio.
Y'all ain't got the heart for it.
Get your cardio, in order bro
Running for the money, pockets double-stuffed, Oreo's
Party over here, bitches feeling like shit in the morning tho
It's the shit life with the Jets, with fair warning.
Hoe call who you gotta call before we be off I live far
And your phone might not have bars
Babydoll break that weed up for me
I break you off something,
Have you running your mouth,
Leading your friends to me
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah (lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions)
This is the life.
Motor under glass like a pheasant
Jet plans under wraps like presents
Stayed in my lane, gained leverage
Executives checked my credit was merited
We hustling together better than
Going in blindly.
Expectations not met fools get ejected.
Dropped like a Pharcyde record
Gone into hiding like the canvas top of what I driving now
Riding up the block they think I'm moving in the autobot
Hop out, photo op.
Scan for the cops.
If they not about light something for the cool niggas
Roll another one for the ride
Keep that bag that's all you nigga, I'm out.
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
(lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
(Jets count millions)
This is the life
(Poolsides on rooftops)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
This is the life
This Is The Life Video (MV)
Performed By: Curren$y
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: D Harleaux, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, J Fitch, John A Fitch, Shante Franklin
Curren$y - This Is The Life Lyrics
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English
Still rolling in my Elco on them thiz-angs
Niggas f*cking up, they ain't f*cking with the pliz-anes
Hits from the bong, Cali strong, got me feeling like I
Could kill a man, but I would rather kill a baseline
These coke laced lines, too dope for most they turn their noses up
Real niggas turn the music up more
Lookin' out the cracked windows, sound and the smoke
Got you high off both, drugs, audio.
Y'all ain't got the heart for it.
Get your cardio, in order bro
Running for the money, pockets double-stuffed, Oreo's
Party over here, bitches feeling like shit in the morning tho
It's the shit life with the Jets, with fair warning.
Hoe call who you gotta call before we be off I live far
And your phone might not have bars
Babydoll break that weed up for me
I break you off something,
Have you running your mouth,
Leading your friends to me
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah (lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions)
This is the life.
Motor under glass like a pheasant
Jet plans under wraps like presents
Stayed in my lane, gained leverage
Executives checked my credit was merited
We hustling together better than
Going in blindly.
Expectations not met fools get ejected.
Dropped like a Pharcyde record
Gone into hiding like the canvas top of what I driving now
Riding up the block they think I'm moving in the autobot
Hop out, photo op.
Scan for the cops.
If they not about light something for the cool niggas
Roll another one for the ride
Keep that bag that's all you nigga, I'm out.
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
(lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
(Jets count millions)
This is the life
(Poolsides on rooftops)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
This is the life
Niggas f*cking up, they ain't f*cking with the pliz-anes
Hits from the bong, Cali strong, got me feeling like I
Could kill a man, but I would rather kill a baseline
These coke laced lines, too dope for most they turn their noses up
Real niggas turn the music up more
Lookin' out the cracked windows, sound and the smoke
Got you high off both, drugs, audio.
Y'all ain't got the heart for it.
Get your cardio, in order bro
Running for the money, pockets double-stuffed, Oreo's
Party over here, bitches feeling like shit in the morning tho
It's the shit life with the Jets, with fair warning.
Hoe call who you gotta call before we be off I live far
And your phone might not have bars
Babydoll break that weed up for me
I break you off something,
Have you running your mouth,
Leading your friends to me
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah (lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions)
This is the life.
Motor under glass like a pheasant
Jet plans under wraps like presents
Stayed in my lane, gained leverage
Executives checked my credit was merited
We hustling together better than
Going in blindly.
Expectations not met fools get ejected.
Dropped like a Pharcyde record
Gone into hiding like the canvas top of what I driving now
Riding up the block they think I'm moving in the autobot
Hop out, photo op.
Scan for the cops.
If they not about light something for the cool niggas
Roll another one for the ride
Keep that bag that's all you nigga, I'm out.
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
On another mission, steady paper twistin'
Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
(lames catch feelings)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
(Jets count millions)
This is the life
(Poolsides on rooftops)
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Break down and roll up.
This is the life.
Ah
This is the life.
Poolsides on rooftops
This is the life
Writer: D Harleaux, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, J Fitch, John A Fitch, Shante Franklin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.