Michael Keenan - Way I Live lyrics

[Verse 1: Skizzy Mars] Lifestyles of the broke and famous Trying to figure out what my goals and aims is Going down a road that I know is tainted She rarely give it up but she knows I'm anxious So impatient when it comes to whiskey, and if I die young then I hope they miss me Well, god forbid that Bumpin' Big L, smoking a big L, the sh** we talk we live that I'm still young, I'm still dumb can you forgive that One day I'll grow up, I'll get it intact I got a girl that knows every single lyric She love the way I talk, she love my syntax They say that music's in a crisis but it's been whack So I listen to The k**ers and k** these n***as And I bet I'll regret this in a decade but.. [Hook: Skizzy Mars] This is the way I live Young boy still pushin' big whips Get money lay low and chill, so trill, she so ill, she so real Im'a do what I feel (ohhh) This is the way I live This is the way I live [Verse 2: Skizzy Mars] Three years later now I'm big boy status Name semi-known but we don't act average Coulda went to school but I followed a pa**ion I'm a New York rapper and I'm one of the baddest Crib so lavish, I'd be good with a bad b**h If you meet my homies you would think they savage Had her for a reason man it wasn't an accident With some French girls and they all got accents Show in New York and they all got pa**es Bouncer at the door and we all got past him Look, Yo I'm Skizzy Mars might not be aware of who I am but you'll know who we are, I'm just askin' Can you hang girl? Can you keep up with my words and my slang girl? And I can't lie nothing is the same girl Cause tonight you'll be entertained girl [Hook: Skizzy Mars] [Verse 3: Skizzy Mars] Penthouse how I live, everyday Man these n***as can't see me like pepper spray It's the way I live, real gudda mane Known for doing gudda thangs, all the girls love me mane Smoke cigs in the club cause the bouncers know me Skip the line at the club, doorman's the homie Her bra with her number on stage, she throw me I'm somewhere in New York tryin' to keep sh** lowkey I pop a couple pills, she pop a couple pills too Who am I to judge, I don't know what she been through In the Hamptons somewhere residential Getting head in the office like I'm presidential Whatchu' wanna know, let the night flow Started on the couch, ended on the floor Had to light incense, she don't like smoke, but.. [Hook: Skizzy Mars] [Outro]