Livë Hi

(Yo Luca, where you at?) I think it's too late They be getting high, I be livin' high Bullets fly to the wind, hit it to your top But you don't listen to people who get high too They be getting high, I've been living high I see my life flash in the corner of my eye When you-, when you wake up, got to boot up with me, got to match my high Rock Chanel, yeah, Chane'-ne' with the Chrome Heart on my eye Yeah, y'all gon' rock Marc Jacobs, I'm gon' rock Margelly Got a stomach ache, I rub the hunnids on my belly If you do me wrong, don't matter who you is, bitch, I'll turn to Melly Couple months ago, was shipping Za' then shit got sticky, shit got smelly Yeah, canary yellow diamonds, pissed on 'em like R. Kelly This whole lifestyle ain't cheap, I wanna know who told you that I be dead like a mummy, I still won't go for that I bought the Trackhawk, just to see two hundred on the dash Did a lot of wrong inside my life, but I don't have no regrets I leveled up, I bought the Cayenne and bought the jet I don't give no fucks 'bout what you talking 'bout, I'm not impressed And you still live at your mommy's house, I'd be depressed You can't do shit on your own, like I got to tell you to get dressed You could choose to live like me and die or live like all the rest I risked my life a million times for no accomplishments I just wake up then get high, then get to popping shit You ain't risk nothing at all, you don't deserve to ball You don't deserve pointers in the watch, you deserve to trip and fall I can end the things that let you watch the world with one call Couple exes, couple haters, know they waiting on me to fall I'll take every last season, if I don't got legs, then I'ma crawl Independent than you and richer than all of y'all And my bizzy, what's the word? I'm waiting on you to call I just ripped off all my chains, I had to take it off I don't got to say shit, I'd rather not say at all That lil' bullshit y'all be fakin', you got say it all This shit got you mad, but you try to play it off I'd rather lose every time than not play at all Didn't I tell you exactly how it was gon' happen, it paid off Do you want a bad bitch or long money? That's the trade-off Bullets fly to the wind, now it's time to see I be dealin' with my life like you should see When I hit her from the side, she be like, "Yeah, that's it" I rather die than be alive, but I see at all (Yo, Luca) I think it's too late They be getting high, I be livin' high Bullets fly to the wind, hit it to your top But you don't listen to people who get high to They been getting high, I've been living high I see my life flash, in the corner of my eye When you-, when you wake up, got to boot up with me, got to match my high Rock Chanel, yeah, Chane'-ne' with the Chrome Heart on my eye Yeah, y'all gon' rock Marc Jacobs, I'm gon' rock Margelly Got a stomach ache, I rub the hunnids on my belly If you do me wrong, don't matter who you is, bitch, I'll turn to Melly Couple months ago, was shipping Za' then shit got sticky, shit got smelly Yeah, canary yellow diamonds, pissed on 'em like R. Kelly This whole lifestyle ain't cheap, I wanna know who told you that I be dead like a mummy, I still won't go for that