Danpagne - How Ya Livin' lyrics

[Intro] This that cla**ic sh** Only cla**ic sh** [Verse 1: Danpagne] How Ya Livin? Got some Ray-Bans on, I see it so vivid I see a bad b**h, I know she with it It ain't a surprise, cuz that sh** is a given It ain't a surprise, I ain't wrapped with a ribbon She just compared me to you like, you kiddin? If I got it, I spend it Hoes want you for your money, difference 'tween hoes and women Yo i cut down some pounds, so, designer clothes I fit in And I don't f** wit no hoes, might affect the dough I'm gettin And this tape is to let you know I'm sh**tin On the competition, I don't know who as cold as the kid been sh**, we'd all be nothing without Curren$y like Jet Life Money ain't everything, man, that ain't the best lie I wanna do what I wanna do and get by If you gon' get it, get it now, might not be a next time Drop that lame and come f** with moi And if you ain't ever risk sh**, that's why I can't f** with y'all All this money on clothes till I get a pair of wings And get enough money to be like "mom, I'll take care of things" Your parents probably thought I was bad news And back then, I thought that sh** was mad cool But that ain't make me no money, so I guess I was a damn fool But things changed I came up and now I got a hand full I'm on West Broadway and Spring Street AKA Money Ain't A Thing Street Nah, I'm playing, I blew that sh** quickly But one day, I plan to roll through in a 6 speed I, never settle for less And I'm, dealing better with stress I got my money right, but nevertheless I got good people around me, ain't no one better than them I'm gonna come in, hit a lick on the industry Hip-Hop been dead, the radio put it out it's misery It's seems like, no one likes to do their sh** originally I'm not tryna see another video in the city please I don't ever front and act like I'm on But the way I rhyme, some would say its a time bomb So many people I tried to get on my song I'm ashamed cuz now I hear your sh**, I laugh or might yawn I sip it straight from the bottle, I don't pour a cup To sip from this, she don't gotta be a dime she gotta be a quarter bruh I got my sh** together, now people wish we were more in touch I swear you ain't see nothing yet, I'm just warming up