Big Jerm - The Kid Frankie lyrics

[Verse 1] I live life s**a'free That's why the n***as you be with talk down, like they don't f** wit' me I get money realistically And the homies show me love groupies wanna leave the club wit' me Ain't nothin' to a G Let yo' hair blow in the breeze, roll some bomb a** weed Get high, cruise outta jet speed Do it like I do it for t.v $675 Damier LV's 7 somethin' with tax And when I'm on the plane got the carry-on to match n***a that's fly sh** Trynna peek game lil' homie just watch this Champagne in my co*kpit Talkin' bout you got a man, Mami just stop it. . please As we proceed to give you what you need to roll up our weed [Hook] You out here talking it Im out here livin it (out here livin it) n***as know we doin' our thing Cause we out here gettin' it, out here gettin' it But I rep the gang gang gang gang gang (gang gang) Ain't nothin changed (nothin changed), still rep the gang (still rep the gang) [Verse 2] Self-made, been through what I been through So I know what I know I write bomb rap songs, tell them b**hes what im in to So the hoes wanna roll First cla** roll to another coast Just to smoke kush I know a n***a who grows And thats on the real momma If you tryna slide gotta bring one for Will Just another day in the life Nother plane Nother night Gettin faded wit another n***a wife Drinkin hella champagne Tanqueray wit the sprite Then I'm up in the A.M. to catch another flight n***as reppin the gang Simply because everything else lame The fans want real n***as Them hoes lookin for change I seen it all Player in the game First they bitin our flow Now they jackin our slang [Hook]