Tumi Luciano - Let Me Live lyrics

[Verse 1: Tumi Luciano] Just let me live yow What would I give though? Fast lane, Hy-undai Getz Why would I go slow? Life's good, good living But I gotta go though Story telling, me telling it slow? No-no (No?) That's not what I came for Keep it moving and plus I will never change so Cut twigs with a chain saw b**h I'm on one Guns drawn, don't care If it's pointed at the wrong one Two bullets, they go deep Thirty stacks for you to get a verse cheap No double that You bringing me your whack beat Maybach, triple black Chillin' in the back seat All black, with my Timbs on No shades on, man why does it feel wrong? They breaking under pressure but me I gotta stay strong T.L. Mr T-U-M-I Live long [Hook: MayjC] I just wanna live right And ain't a damn thing funny Cash, cars, clothes Yeah I'm all about the money Pockets so fat Yeah I'm so stacked All a n***a got is hundreds I'm all about the money Money x2 And ain't a damn thing And ain't a damn thing funny It's all about the money It's all about the It's all about the money [Verse 2: Tumi Luciano] Just let me live yow Why would I care though? Lost everything I cared for Why would I care though? Life's hard, bad living But I gotta get doe G-U-G-X, reppin' where I came from Versace shirt, with a gold chain Keep the fire going like propane bu*ton down black with the gold shade Thirty grand stacks on a bad day They heard about the rolexes The benzes, silver with the ox blood seats The dash is peach Shorts were fired, the words were leaked A bad example, I ain't tryna preach (Uh) All black, with my Timbs on No shades on, man why does it feel wrong? They breaking under pressure but me I gotta stay strong T.L. Mr T-U-M-I Live long [Hook] x2