LIVIN 4

[Intro]
Yeah
(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
Yeah (This is the life that we killin' for)
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up (Pick him up)
Don't need no big homie, we big enough
We goin' up like Aventadors (Yeah)
This is the life that we killin' for
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up
Don't need no big homie, we big enough (Yeah)
We goin' up like Aventadors (Up)
This is the life that we killin' for

[Verse 1]
I know some shooters who'll pop on your brother
Who'll pop on your mama, who'll pop on your father (Yeah)
Back in the day, used to eat udon noodles
Now I'm eatin' sushi way out in Bahamas
Made my first hundred thousand off finessin'
Droppin' some checks, then bought me designer
I want a hundred thousand times a hundred
The youngest on Forbes, put that on my mama
I rock Balenciaga with a turtleneck
VVS on, look like primadonna
I'm feelin' like a new Keith Sweat
Bitches on my dick, can't get 'em off me
Puerto Rican bitch callin' me papi
Waxin' on her ass, no Miss Miyagi
I'm movin' slow, so I'm drinkin' Wocky
Haters gon' hate but nobody gon' stop me

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, and this the life that we kill for
Grew up in the slums on the front porch
Say he wanna move from the corner store (The corner store)
This the luck you want, so, nigga, grind for it

[Chorus]
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up (Pick him up)
Don't need no big homie, we big enough (Woah)
We goin' up like Aventadors (Yeah)
This is the life that we killin' for
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up (Woah)
Don't need no big homie, we big enough (Yeah)
We goin' up like Aventadors (Up)
This is the life that we killin' for

[Verse 2]
Big dawg shit (Big dawg)
Haters gon' pop their shit (On God)
Bad lil' bitch, big lips (Big lips)
She suck my dick for a lift (Muah)
Pockets on swole, they lift (They lift)
I'm drinkin' more of this Cris' (Cris')
I can control the bitch (Control)
'Cause I'm the one mold the bitch (Let's go)
Run it up, fuck it up
You come for her, we bustin' hun'
My dollars up, got paper cuts
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm rich as fuck (Rich as fuck)
I'm livin' the life that I wanted, huh? (Wanted, huh?)
You livin' the life that you wishin' for (Wishin' for)
He had a dream that he Luthor, huh?
This is the life that he killed for (Killed for)

[Pre-Chorus]
They wanna showboat on his bread (On his bread)
All this money and this fame gettin' to they head (Gettin' to they head)
Can't count his blessings 'cause he wanted with the feds (With the feds)
This is the life you live, and this what he want, huh

[Chorus]
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up
Don't need no big homie, we big enough (Yeah)
We goin' up like Aventadors (Yeah)
This is the life that we killin' for
I want the Bentley truck
I want the diamonds that's glittered up (Oh-oh)
I want a bitch that look thick as fuck
I wanna hustle and run it up (Oh-oh)
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up (Up)
Don't need no big homie, we big enough (Yeah)
We goin' up like Aventadors (Up)
This is the life that we killin' for

[Outro]
Woah
Woah-oh
This is the life that we livin' for
This is the life that we killin' for
I ain't got time, I'ma pick him up
If my homie die, I'ma pick him up
This is the life we gon' get it for