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Ways I'm Livin
Luhh Dyl
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If it wasn't for riches and my name getting bigger would these niggas still be in the picture
Bro died on the way, we don't know who did it, we still tryna get that nigga
Now and days, I'm up like six sum figures, woulda had seven of em, but I spent it
My momma say, Dyl you the ticket
My bank sayin', slow down, on spending these digits
But I can't change the ways I'm living'
Cuz still locked in chains, I'm livid
If I stay sane in my lane, we winning'
If Rock say go dump the Glock, I'm with him
Stay down from the start, the route to the top, get hard, it might take you a little
Say bye to the haters, you get in my way, pay lil' bro to pay you a visit
I'm swinging with everything in me, my back on the ropes but I'm tryna go hard to the finish
These niggas be faking a image, they real battle be with the man in the, uh
The man in the mirror
Fear no man, nigga only God I fear, still break down wishing that Kyle was here
Still looking down like how I got up here, how the fuck did I get here?
How the fuck did I make it so far?
We was just tryna go steal sport cars
I was just tryna hide my report card
Now I pop out trim in Goyard
Niggas can be like me too if you work hard
Now I ride down the Lodge in foreigns I own it, my crib gotta pool in the backyard
We used to hop fences to swim
I used to go save every quarter but now n days really no pennies to pinch
Unc' use to get off with the dime bags
He still do it just been a little minute
Stay you, I'm too true for these niggas
Too real I ah pray for these niggas, now my crib gotta gate on you niggas
Can barely get in unless I'm buzzing you in
But ain't it ironic I got niggas fighting' behind gates
Praying judge give 'em a chance
But I had to leave some of them friends niggas did what they did too many times again
Nigga if I fall, I'll get up and go try again don't stay down I'm my momma kid
Na for real
If it wasn't for riches and my name, getting bigger would these niggas still be in the picture
Bro died on the way, we don't know who did it, we still tryna get that nigga
Now and days, I'm up like six sum figures, woulda had seven of 'em, but I spent it
My momma say, Dyl you the ticket
My bank sayin', slow down, on spending these digits
But I can't change the ways I'm living'
Cuz still locked in chains, I'm livid
If I stay sane in my lane, we winning'
If Rock say go dump the Glock, I'm with him
Stay down from the start, the route to the top, get hard, it might take you a little
Say bye to the haters, you get in my way, pay lil bro to pay you a visit
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