Rosewood Swing - Life Is P (feat. Premo Rice) Lyrics

Just woke up this morn'
With a thick ass bad bitch on my arm
I smoke a lot of weed cause I gotta stay calm
And a lot of niggas hatin' so you gotta stay armed

I make a lot of money but I'd rather make more
Bitches wanna trick but I gotta say no
If she f*ck one nigga, she probably date four
So never court a bitch that you gotta pay for

I just bought a Jag that I gotta pay for
And I'm back in the Jack so I gotta lay low
No need to flex, nigga they know
Cause them birds don't fly till a nigga say so

When I pop out, gotta move like this
Ain't no other rapper got moves like this
I love my niggas, I love my bitch
I love my haters cause they made a nigga rich

I'm livin' large, took a trip out to Vicksburg, hit the casino
I heard this real solid ass beat, I hit up Premo,
I gotta handle business today
I got plans, linkin' with my mistress today

I'm still livin', life has been good to a G
I see it in her eyes, she gon' do it to a P
And if you want a feature, I can do it for a fee
I don't do it for the free, gotta pay my nigga me
Yeah

Life's a trip, smoke a pound
Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

Nigga life's a trip, smoke a pound
Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

I just got the whip washed,
Benzo paint, hit hard
20s in chrome, gettin' done from a thick broad
She bout 5'2, gon' always put it in my hand when I ride through

I keep the fast cash comin' like a drive-thru
Fast food, nothing new, cause the block hit
Hot shit, gettin' money with a hot bitch
100 miles and runnin' for the top pimp

Staple full of honeys, probably got six
All flavors for the good mix
Catch 'em goin' hard on the back streets
500 for the slight meet

You never knew a nigga like me
Pushin' bad bitches, I don't push P
I'm gettin' busy on her night shift
I bet your hoe I know she like this

Life's a trip, smoke a pound
Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

Nigga life's a trip, smoke a pound
Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

Just walked back outside
I gotta get a tag cause I bought another ride
The dealer say I'm fly, that nigga never lied
Put X to the side, in case your bitch wanna ride

Then I gotta give her
Back to back to back to back to back to you, baby

Like that
And then she gotta leave, beat it like Mike Jack
And then I call her up, I know she comin' right back

You wanna show this to your friends, huh?
You wanna post a selfie ridin passenger up in that Benz, huh?
You need a nigga that make ends, huh
You had to leave that last nigga cause he had your nerves on ten, huh

He jocked out and he don't know it, huh?
He be handcuffin' a pussy, he be tryna control it, huh
He savin' hoes, he heroic, huh?
You with your friends and you drunk at the club
You tryna throw it, huh?

Pull up with your friends to my section, we can

Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

Nigga life's a trip, smoke a pound
Pass the blunt, round and round
Life is P, like it used to be
I'ma be here for a while, get used to me

In this country, you gotta make the money first
Then when you get the money, you get the power
Then when you get the power, then you get the women
That's why you gotta make your own moves