Dis Iz Da Life

Man, Ive been thinking
What youve been thinking about man?
Ever since
Country Grammar done spent seven million
Millions I told you
That ****s been crazy
****s been frucking crazy,
I tell ya [Chorus - Ali & Murphy Lee]
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed,
Im lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma (come on ma), lets break and leave the spot
Before the haters who aint ****in shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed,
Im lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma (come on ma), lets break and leave the spot
Before the haters who aint ****in shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life [Murphy Lee]
Ay yo, Im
Chachee Acolla, dirty,
I know ya heard me
Cause Im forty-eight plus negative thirty,
Murphy perverted
And you know that, be in strip clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay,
Yella Mack, where my dough at ?
Herky got my quarter-0 sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life saver
Playa hater hater,
Lunatic rhyme maker
Im the arm, the leg , the leg, arm, head maker
Call me when you finna break up, you cant take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
Short so I gotta lay -up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, aint no puntin for me
Murphy Lee the school boys what you wantme to be
So Im a be that, for six
D-I-G-I-Ts
Im a L-U-
N-A-T-I-C, bout to
B-L-O-W-U-
P, cmon [Chorus] [Kyjuan ]
Yall be hatin a lot cause we makin a lot
I bes that ***** like
Vacant Lot
Im achin hot, check what you got to get in the spot
Im takin a shot before
I pull up on the lot
Its V.I.P. parkin, walked in sparkin
Aint nobody chargin, feelin like a sergeant
They all linin up, all nines and up
And I better make my choice, the nights windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, shes fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my brim be black
With a Cardinal bird on it, my team gon blow
*****, I put my word on it, my team shoots well
Thats if
I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it,
Im a slide right in
And I keep a room key, aint no need for no pin
I got Sugar
Daddy partyin wit me, man, bring mo friends [Chorus ] [Nelly]
Check it It aint my fault
I was born with
Country Grammar and talk, ma
No ma, I aint hurt, thats just my walk, ma
Slight limp son, you know, to
Simpson I keep it burgged out, play your cards right you get some
Call me Kane when ya sayin my name, the lips numb
Im talkin brains in the back of the
Range, (been done)
I bes like only five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore youre gettin crushed by a bum
Be like 'oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?'
Whichever one just made you came, then thatll be thy name
The one they couldnt tame,
I aint speakin from the vain
Im speakin from the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, overlookin ducks and thangs
I can see youre fascinated by the trucks and thangs
On Q, when she hopped on the tip my man
She mustve been a vivrant thang, a vivrant thang, ay
All my ******, if you wit me let me know, (why?)
Who keep it hotter in the night than in the day (I) 'You boys for real', 'you fakin' at the same time
Gotta set the game tight cause some a yall aint playin right [Chorus] [talking]
Ever since that
Country Grammar ****, you know, this has been the life
Man, I dont know,
Ive been thinking
I dont man, like, everywhere
I ****ing go they all know that 'down, down, baby' ****
Maybe its nothing changed, its the other people around them changing
Everybody else around you changed,
I have noticed that,
I noticed that
Maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what youve been tryin to do from day one
You know, its like everybody with you until this **** happens
Once the **** happens, nobody rolls with you anymore
Everybody wants to be like, you know '**** him'
You know what
Im sayin? (both)
Maaaan, this is the life!