Ampichino - I Live It lyrics

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Ampichino - I Live It lyrics

[Verse 1: Ampichino] The street soldier, the heat holder, the deep thinker The trap spot all night, smoking and keep drinking Black minks in the winter time, we're crime bosses Designed portraits, vivid thoughts of flying saucers Wally moccasins smashing on gas pedals New SK, I had to throw away my last metal The godfather, the street author, the sleek walkers No peace offerings, spark heat cause the streets talking Sergeants, lieutenants, the hardest n***as in it If I walked it, I lived it, If I talked it, I did it Cooking raw in the kitchen, balling since pole position Part of the boat was missing, I sell work holding the pistols Coke from Siberia, Louis V interior If you ain't on, I ain't hearing you Look in the mirror, tell me what you see Is it a real motherf**er as you looking at me [Hook: Smiggz] What you know about that life? (You ain't bout it!), I live it (I live it!) That sh** (That sh**!), I'm with it (I'm with it!) That work (That work!), I flip it (I flip it!) That money (That money!), I get it What you know about this game, I'm in it (I'm in it!) That hammer (That hammer!), I grip it (I grip it!) That Swisher (That Swisher!), I split it (I split it!) A f** (A f**!), I don't give it [Verse 2: A R Deville] The marksman, the target, the grand design The struggle, the hustle, the process, the demand to shine The hunger to be in front, the patience to stand in line The vision of listening in hopes it will advance my grind The movement, the blueprint, the street science The weak dying, we keep iron, the street giants The focus, the understanding The greed, the need to supply what they're demanding The harsh realities of life The thought of reincarnation, I seen it all twice On my third time around, touching down where them k**ers be Display a couple of bananas, make sure the opposition see I'm magnificent, I'm magnifi-cents n***as hollering, I won't even acknowledge it Basking in the finer sh**, you know, that designer sh** No stranger to hard work, I'm up early when it's time to grip [Hook]