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Allstar Jr - Live Like This Lyrics

[Intro]
(Welcome to Get A Bag Records)
(Let's get a bag)
(From Detroit to Westside)

[Verse 1]
You ever got cut deep and really wanna cut up?
My girl told me I don't do enough for her to shut up
Three months later, when a nigga put a sixty-plus up
I walked in like, "Ayy, bae, shut the fuck up"
We at war right now, shit goin' so hard
In the city, I can't even ride my son in the car
Fin with me, I ain't supposed to have no gun in the car
Fent' with me, I can make another hun' out the car
Tried to get a nigga whacked before he walked in the bar
Made the nigga hit reverse when he was parkin' the car
Where was you when I was in the kitchen cuttin' with bars?
I was fucking on Ciara, had her cutting the hard
Fiends tryna scam me, I started fuckin' with cards
How I'ma listen to a nigga that ain't hustled at all?
I'm disgusted with your bitch, boy, you be fuckin' her raw?
I keep that Glock protection on me 'cause I'm fucking with raw, nigga

[Chorus]
You would never understand why I live like this
I swear a nigga life get like this, ayy (This shit be so crazy)
So many hours tryna get that check (So many hours, so many hours)
It be nights I don't hit my bitch (So many hours)
I dropped a bag and his shit got split (His shit got split)
You don't like it, you can kiss my dick
This nigga Kuddi told me make us a hit (Told me make us a hit)
I hit the road and I hit us some bricks, ayy
[Verse 2]
I been gettin' over-high, I ain't feeling all my feelings
Fuck killing 'em with kindness, we killing 'em with killings
My bitch say one more time, a nigga finished
But I don't even talk to my mama, so what's the difference?
These hoes like, "It's just an honor to know the nigga"
It's gettin' tight, he owe a dollar, I blow the nigga
It's skin-tight when I put choppers up on a nigga
It's thin ice niggas be on, he know he slipping
I'm hopping off the stage, then I'm right in the streets with it
You love dog so much, go be deceased with him
I ain't just goin' when I get on these beats, nigga
Every time I open up my mouth, they like, "Preach, nigga"
Why you in the water, you ain't getting in deep with us?
Why you copping from me if you tryna be cheap with me?
I talk about the bag, fuck these fake-ass deep niggas
A hundred in the chop for you wannabe deep niggas

[Chorus]
You would never understand why I live like this
I swear a nigga life get like this, ayy (This shit be so crazy)
So many hours tryna get that check (So many hours, so many hours)
It be nights I don't hit my bitch (So many hours)
I dropped a bag and his shit got split (His shit got split)
You don't like it, you can kiss my dick
This nigga Kuddi told me make us a hit (Told me make us a hit)
I hit the road and I hit us some bricks (Yeah)