LunchMoney Lewis - Lifestyle lyrics

Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as I said Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as That’s my lifestyle Lifestyle, n***a white Girl, white power, white cloud , iced out That’s my lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle That’s my lifestyle I’m like god to you n***as. We go bricks, all white bricks Cocaine music man, I’m on that same sh** Just put a hunnid fifty on my same wrist I used to whip-whip-whip-whip-whip with Tip f*ck around got residue on my Patek f*cked around and got pulled over, tail light out in the Vette Ridin’ dirty and if they search, I know I’m headed to the feds Once they ask me for license and registration you know I fled (I’m outta here) n***a talkin’ ’bout front ’em something, he outta here For next n***a try owe me somethin’ just hear me loud and clear Don’t do credit or finances, strip clubs, I don’t do dances Just throw my money up and watch it come down on the dancers Put my money up so I can double up with Hector If he ain’t no hustler, he ain’t get no money, I don’t respect it All that tough sh** gon’ get you k**ed n***a And that ra-ra talkin’ how I’m built n***a. Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as I said Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as That’s my lifestyle Lifestyle, n***a white Girl, white power, white cloud , iced out That’s my lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle That’s my lifestyle I’m like god to you n***as. Dough boy of the century, I’m God to the hood I just parked a half a million dollar car in the hood I sell crack to my community, try get on Sometimes I think about that sh** like was I wrong? God bless the trap and hallelujah to the kitchen Bless the chef that came before me and f*ck the ones who owe me This my gift from God and it my talent Now I’m talkin’ dope on Jimmy Fallon Man I live the life these n***as k** for Trill n***a on the billboard I just robbed the AM more I just k**ed the Louis store I’m like God to these n***as So gangster, I get money, still gon’ ra on thes n***as f*ck it, ski mask, ski mask, ski mask The kitchen like a slope, I’m bakin’ up a ski batch Gave the wrong n***a money, I’ma make these streets mad I’m a walkin’ blessing, I get everybody bags n***a. Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as I said Jesus from the ghetto, n***a, so am I I’m like God to you n***as That’s my lifestyleee Lifestyleee, n***a white Girl, white power, white cloud , iced out That’s my lifestyleee, lifestyleee, lifestyleee That’s my lifestyleee I’m like god to you n***a**s.