T - Live Life lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] DJ Drama for life A Tribe Called Weezy DJ Drama, f** these n***as up [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'm a live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f** Live my life, have my fun, smoke like I don't give a f** Live my life, have my fun, f** that sh**, you only get one f** that sh**, I gotta sip some I gotta b**h leaving, I gotta b**h coming (Aye) I'm getting more pop on my skateboard n***as don't want me to pop like a bungee cord I got my redbone head gone That Bugatti go skirt like the legs showing You think you street? I'm a jaywalker I'm a basket case, where the f**ing lawyer? Yeah, Tunechi Li in this motherf**er n***as f** with me in this motherf**er I'ma smoke 'em until I get lung trouble And these... n***as saying they the truth But your pants on fire Like I was born in the pool I came up from the bottom I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f** Keep a brand new b**h, bout to get her ribbon cut Rich, but I ain't rich enough Your b**h is down, you b**hin up Rolls Royce, topless, it's about to get titty f**ed [Verse 2: Euro] Okay, live my life, have no fun, 'less you give my n***as some Live my life, what the f**, can't recall me giving one Live my life, have my fun, f** like I don't give a f** And question, who the realest n***as? Okay, that's a given one Well welcome to the murder show Show starts when the curtains close Pa** the scalpel to me, on my open-hearted surgeon flow Why are all these coppers trippin? b**hes down there, searching clothes Yeah, I'm drinking stupid What the f** you think I'm swerving for? Look, I be with that n***a from New Orleans Who be asking if you heard me, even though he wasn't talking Seen a straight chick do some dyke sh** and didn't pause And she was probably brokenhearted I'm so gone, I probably caused it I'm just saying They ain't f**ing with me Bet they talking bout murdering me But, look, Tune, I just don't see the k**er in these n***as 2Pac's hologram was realer than these n***as [Verse 3: T@] I'm a get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f** Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f** Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f** Rudy Gays up on the coupe, and Black Mambas on the Truk I'm a dream chaser for stacking cheddar I'm in my Olympic Dream Team's Retros Number 7s What you know about getting money? Hop out the coupe, I got your b**h in there, I leave the engine running I hit the block, talk sh**, roll a few stogies Pop a bar, k** a lil' time on my Rollie David Copperfield, I make a hundred disappear Like I know magic, but ball like Jordan n***a hating on my new deal, James Harden I guess cause I'm the sh**, and you lil' n***as fartin' With the weed, I did coke numbers, real talk A buck fifty every three months, real talk [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] W-T-F, what the f** n***a? Tell them f** n***as get the f** n***a Now who the f** is with the f** n***a? It's just us, it's just us n***a We the fuss n***a That's a plus n***a And we don't f** with snitches trying to bust n***as So tell them f** n***as get the f** n***a I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f** Live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f** Get this money, live my life, and ball like I don't give a f** Smoke weed with the windows up High as f**, but inching up p**y n***as tensing up Are these n***as men or what? I got your b**h antennas up Money talks, your minutes up You can judge us, but don't sentence us Blow me like the wind would gust We trukfit and we supered up W-T-F, who to f**? [Outro: Lil Wayne] And this, b**h I'm rolling with is cute And her a** on fire And the whole time, I ain't feel a tooth Then I ate that p**y 'til I lost a diamond and I'm gone...