Live It Up

[Verse 1: King Louie]
Yolo, get more dough, might not see tomorrow
When I die give all of my guap to my daughter
My soles are designer my chick got no manners
30s and hammers, say cheese for the cameras
Overseas smoking good weed and cabanas
So much money they think we got money printers
Half a rack for the pack and a stack for the dinner
Mr. Chow was expensive, got no cats get offensive
These niggas ain’t got no class like suspension
Black jack superstition, my sneakers Christian
The devil’s a liar, new Prada’s a fire
In Pari(Paris) with writers, posted like flyers
Star 67, I can fly with my lighter
I’m from where they die with it on em
Them niggas on em so they ride with it on em
Have a great night, and die in the morning
Lose your life with no warning
So disappointing, heard he was on, I know Robins is on him
Only way that they come in
Get a knock at the door, this is your death appointment

[Chorus: King Louie]
Living like there will be no tomorrow
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
In the club popping hella bottles
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
Spending money like I hit the lotto
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
Living like there will be no tomorrow
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up

[Verse 2: Dreezy]
I had a dream I was spitting with a king, woke up hit the lab with Louie
All these lights and cameras, niggas turn to actors, I’mma shoot a movie
Feel like family to me, I walk down the street and niggas think I’m Rudy
Man I’m giving these little niggas bars, might as well put they ass into it
I’mma live the night, I might not see tomorrow
So many Jordans I could play some ball
I’m dropping green and it ain’t even fall
I’m too important now you might not get a call
In the headlines cutting niggas off like a deadline
They ain’t used to have time, now they make time
Turnt up, could’ve lost my life, but it felt so right, I’mma do it like 8 times
I waited my life for this, and some niggas doing life for this
Matter fact I got a dutch in the clutch I’mma light to this, I’mma get right to this
So when I say cake time, I don’t mean face time, I’mma need bread
And when I say face time, I don’t mean face time, I’mma need head
That’s the difference, cause me and you are not in common
I just did an interview with Common
You’ll be ended period for commas
Radio tried to spin me, now they all want to spin me
Overfriendly but I know they envy
Fuck it, grab the Remy, roll up, put it in me
It could be my death appointment

[Chorus: King Louie]
Living like there will be no tomorrow
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
In the club popping hella bottles
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
Spending money like I hit the lotto
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it up
Living like there will be no tomorrow
Because tomorrow is not promised but I promise I’ma live it u