Lyfted Up

[Chorus]
Ayy, nothing beats living with yours thoughts at ease
Nothings better when your shootin at these opps in streets (bow bow bow)
Cuz I rap means I'm fighting with the law (fuck the law)
Kill a cop make em drop sippin soda with no pop ayy (sippin harrrd)
Cuz I rap means I'm fighting with the law bitch please (bitch please)
I stay lookin fuckin whiter than the cast of glee (haha)
Get more money than bill gates fax machine (yea)
More honeys than the wax from bees (okay okay)

[Verse]
I got fans but some others wanna laugh at me (oh my god oh my god!!)
I always laugh at me so they can laugh at me (so they can laugh at me)
I'd rather be all alone and count my racks in peacе(my racks)
Or maybe hop up in the stu and make a mastеrpiece
Remember startin in my room now I'm master P
I keep the blaster on my hip feel like master chief
Wallet on Opra pockets mad obese
Keep my dick game locked like a chastity
Man I'm too damn silly
And I'm finna get a milly from
This music that’s my passion and it also helps me vent (sus!)
And it also pays my rent and it also got my friends
Thot on my line I'm like don't call again

[Chorus]
Ayy, nothing beats living with yours thoughts at ease
Nothings better when your shootin at these opps in streets (bow bow bow)
Cuz I rap means I'm fighting with the law (fuck the law)
Kill a cop make em drop sippin soda with no pop ayy (sippin harrrd)
Cuz I rap means I'm fighting with the law bitch please (bitch please)
I stay lookin fuckin whiter than the cast of glee (haha)
Heh.. than the cast of glee