Really Liv’n

de Kodak Black

Alright, ayy
Glee, bop
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, nigga said he in the hood, you ain't got no choice, nigga, you can't go nowhere
I'm still here 'cause I want, I ain't gotta be, nigga, I'm a multimillionaire
I keep fuckin' her brain, she tellin' me things that she ain't never share
I got her mind and soul, I want your heart, baby, keep your panties on
I left them hoes alone, they still gon' be here if I'm right or wrong
Been beggin' a bitch to text my guy her number and I ain't even call her phone
Club look like I own the fuck who performed and they play all my songs
I tried to change, they was callin' me lame, so fuck it, I'm right back, demon mode

Ayy, I got the sickest Richard Mille, it's clear, but this bitch half a ticket
Stickin' dick in her throat, then I go ghost, uh-huh, I Casper bitches
I came from rags to riches then back to rags, remember I fumbled the bag
I need a mask for Christmas, don't do no trippin', but ma, I got the ready
Pussy so pretty, I had to kiss it, I pissed in it, I hit it raw
She don't like takin' pictures, she just take videos sittin' in her car
Uh, livin' like I might die, I'm in these streets, but all these niggas sweet
Huggin' her from behind, she feelin' me, I know she feel the heat

Ayy, I know a nigga at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young nigga goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my old friends, them niggas bitches
Ayy, I know a nigga at LIV, I don't get searched, I'm in here with my glizzy
I pull up in a Spur, I was the first young nigga goin' 'round here with it
In the club with no shirt on, I been lil', you know I'm really livin'
I never get back cool with none of my–