Corrección Letra Livin’ My Life par Lil Gotit

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Woah, woah, woah, woah, ayy
AKA Lil Sk3tch though, Sk3tch though
(Money Music)

I done got in with the work
I done got in with them vibes
f**ked her tongue, I wanna slide
Rolls truck, I wanna ride
I'm just livin' my life
I gotta go ice out my time
These boys Linguine, she had Fiji, I can't eat it, baby, I beat it
I got racks all in my Yeezys
Raided his block, now we Febrezey
Break the top off the meter
I got cabbage, I can feed her
Got there by ball, I can read her
Go put it on, on the teacher
Call up Stick, he gon' breach her
I controlling thе leeches

I know it's really just all 'bout the monеy, I get to the bag, and I'm ready to go (Woah-woah, woah, woah, woah)
Droppin' the spot, and I walk how I talk, and I don't say my name 'cause they already know (Already know)
Posted up, got it, she know that I got it, I'm rollin' this product, we smokin' exotic (Smokin' exotic, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Designer my chronic, I done with some tonic
Rollie my wrist, and I know that they watchin' (Know that they watchin')
Back in the trenches was goin' relentless
Free all my guys that got hit with a sentence (Sentence-sentence, sentence, sentence, sentence)
n***as be slick, talkin' all of my mentions
I'm ballin' so hard that its gettin' defensive (Yeah)
'Member back when I was just in the benches
I got my whole gang in the game and we pressin'
You ran outta time, and you need an extension (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told you before but you don't pay attention
I got this drip on my back
My nose is runnin' I'm wipin' a Slatt (Slatt)
'Member back when I ain't have any racks, came from the bottom, I ain't goin' back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, no)
I had to glow up, and yeah, that's a fact (Fact)
n***as be talkin' I know that it's cap (Cap)
Why is it so hard to keep it a stack? (Woah-woah, woah, woah, woah)
Since I got lit, I don't know how to act, ayy (Ayy)

I done got in with the work (Money Music)
I done got in with them vibes
f**ked her tongue, I wanna slide
Rolls truck, I wanna ride
I'm just livin' my life
I gotta go ice out my time
These boys Linguine, she had Fiji, I can't eat it, baby, I beat it
I got racks all in my Yeezys
Raided his block, now we Febrezey
Break the top off the meter
I got cabbage, I can feed her
Got there by ball, I can read her
Go put it on, on the teacher
Call up Stick, he gon' breach her
I controlling the leeches

Shawty so bad, and she know I'm a vibe
She can pull up if I tell her to slide (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Out her in public, I don't need to hide
We goin' viral, they know we outside ('Side)
Even though I be so drippy, I glide
I'm stayin' humble, I swallow my pride (Woah-woah, woah, woah, ayy)
You told me you was gon' blow but you lied
I finally made it, and he barely tried (Yeah)
Show cheese for the photos
Smoke trees, bought a Z for the promo, yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
More cheese, not the low, though
No mean, then I'm gone for sure though, yeah
We goin' up, oh, we litty now
Pull up and flex every city now (Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ooh, I want these hundreds and fifties now, 'member back in the day when I was really down (Yeah)
Came from the devil, we livin' now (No)
I'm flossin' the sauce, ooh, we drippy now (Yeah)
I had to figure a way how to get to the cake, couldn't wait how to get it now
YSL on me, on point like a knife
Youngin and stoner, that's livin' the life
The presidents great, and the future look bright (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma go viral the rest of the night, ayy

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