Young Roddy - Lifers lyrics

[Produced by Happy Perez] [Verse 1: Curren$y] Rolling in the city where I'm from b**hes love money, n***as love guns Swear to god nothing doing down the sun s**ers playing in the do and it's already been done I got a El Camino and the b**h run Got it painted polo green Got a Hilfiger windbreaker on Smelling like Versace and weed, b**h please Imma ride on these n***as til they gone Cause I never let a s**er n***a breathe Cause they twisting up the game on roam And this exactly what the set don't need Now check it, four lowriders front your house The engines is running but lights it out You already know what thats about Got one foot in and one foot out [Hook: Curren$y] Ain't nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Blue '65 on a set of gold D's Nothing but the motherf**ing lifer in me High as a motherf**er, still rolling weed Ain't nothing but the motherf**ing la, la, la [Verse 2: Le$] I'm worried bout the paper, f** some hip hop Jumping out the slab in some flip flops Ain't too many build the way we put together Frame solid, paint way wetter I'm thinking bout the days I used to need ride home Now the pa**enger a ten and she bopping off chrome Living off some n***a playing ball in the league She gon' give me what I want and gon' leave without a knee I'm running the streets like 20 on the Lions Get my stats right and I think about retiring The way I play the game bet I see the Hall of Fame Defenders can't see em only know his last name From the back of my jersey, I blew pa** All that trash I'll be hyping, f** fashion Need to focus on your writing You clashing with the titans, play it wise lil n***a You see you ain't ready in your eyes lil n***a [Hook: Le$] Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer In a pearl cadillac and the vogues stay clean Nothing but the motherf**ing lifer in me Coming down slow, mix the sprite with the lean Ain't nothing but the motherf**ing [Verse 3: Young Roddy] Iceberg Slim, pulling b**hes on 'em Still cruise the city with my blinky on me On a money train, I'm on a mission homie Had a half a ounce and a half a ticket on me I miss curfew, my momma started b**hing at me Living in a hood where they was trigger happy Riding in a cla**ic bumping the cla**ics f** a b**h, I rather keep money under my mattress Plan it out, draw it up and make it happen This young boy genius with his mathematics Saw my uncle in a Regal smoking on reefer Saw a bad a** b**h in some white Adidas Stack bread, still ain't nothing different homie This rap n***as divas, need i mention homie Let that bullsh** in the past, I'm on some major sh** My n***as in the pen call it checking in [Hook: Young Roddy] Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Ain't nothing but the lifer Nothing but the lifer Lil n***a, in wide body sh** sitting mean Ain't nothing but the motherf**er lifer in me Leather seats, 20 racks in my jeans Ain't nothing but the motherf**er lifer in me