Flawless Tracks - The Life lyrics

[Verse 1 – Taylor J] Takeoverrrr I got things in mind To finally get us outside of the hole and into the lime light In my past I don't recall doing much living with my life Them 1000s ain't nothing trust me I did that sh** in my bucket What up with cake, I don't want one hot song for money I want to eat like Jay, It's all for take And I'll be god damned if a n***a can't fill a table full with four plates Get the f** out the way, I'm one bad habit away from sending it in And I probably should be repenting already But the feeling of knowing n***as don't get it so heavy My n***a I done seen Meek k** em already Your life, I lived it already No bullsh**, n***a I done did it already From the days I had dreams of a white box Chevy A buck at Atlanta with condo balconies I got now, I ain't thinking about who comes after me Young n***a came up, got his change up Motherf**ing lot of bullsh**, hoes played us n***as tried to change us The life [Hook - Meezy ] [x2] Motivated by paper Give it all up on this road If she leave I won't chase her Shawty just like my Patron This the path that we chose This the life that we know Rosé we sip it slow Everyday we getting mo' The Life [Verse 2 – Meezy] This that Polo Gang sh** BSB, TC to NYC Motivated by paper, no respect for a hater We f**ing with the blinds up cuz on top there's no labels No, don't do me no favors, I put myself on My heart's made of Teflon, run through more gas than Exxon Pretty girls in my section, I'm living the life If I die and came back, I'd do the same thing twice Champagne on ice, my bad hoes play nice Polo BSB connecter, so my comeback right It be the same ones who hated right there when you make it Need a new rolex with a face lift and a GT like a space ship And these bright lights all gon pay for this, fast money, I was made for this Living on the edge so dangerous, but I want some more so I'll take the risk [Hook] [Verse 3 – Troy Ave] Money's my motivation, Duck me, I'm down in Asia Hungry from paper chasing, snubby for all the hating Trust me I got no patience, touch me you'll be a patient Eat all from the heat all, point blank range, PBR Murders a conversation, it could go either way What you like April showers, we in the month of May Party at 10th June, with gold digging boozy b**hes Bodies attending noon, but I'm with my goons n***a BSB murder team, BSB dope boys, BSB everything, except p**y gay broke boys Roll up and smoke choice, relax and get high I say baby I'm hustling, I'll relax when I die Money stacks getting high, I get a buzz over that Woke up the nap with this fire, now my name buzz over rap Any buzz off crack, my c**aine come back, my flow ahead of the pack Polo gang, get them facts [Hook] [Verse 4 – Troy Ave] Sipping the Rosé with the Patron n***as can't f** with us, leave lone Y'all n***as ain't in the zone We shoot two to three, go home To your maker, meet your maker f**ing haters, do me no favor