Livin’ my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin’ so good
I’m ’bout to do what I told you I would
I pray they don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just livin’ my life
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my deams, my chick
I pray they don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just livin’ my life
[2 Chainz]
Woke up this morning, used the floor as my ashtray
A butt as a coaster, shawty got that Bombay
Caramel Sunday, I met her on Sunday
If sex is a weapon I think the Feds comin’
Layin’ on the carpet, now the neighbors knockin’
‘Cause no I’m not a Flintstone, but yeah, the bed rockin’
Chicken teriyaki, mix it with some sake
And yeah I sound cocky, but damn my car not me
Automatic start – I don’t need car keys
Summa cum laude, yes I rep the A
The backyard came with a lake
Front yard came with a gate
And I’m a star, to see me you need space
Kush and caviar, might move back to Mars and valet park with your bitch
I’ve got TVs in the crib, I got TVs in the whip
Ah yeah, this the life so I’m livin it up
This for the girls in high school that wasn’t givin’ it up
Refrain x2
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