Way I Live
Ft. Jame's Ryan
(Intro)
We just tight, we just tight
(Verse: Skizzy Mars)
Lifestyles of the broke and famous
Tryin' to figure out what my goals and aims is
Goin' 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, smokin' a big L, the shit we talk we live that
I'm still young, I'm still dumb can ya fo'give that
One day I'll grow up, I'll get it intact
I got a girl that knows erry 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 Killers and kill these niggas
And I bet I'll regret this in a decade but..
(Hook)
This is the way I live, young boy still pushing big whips
Get money lay low and chill, so trill, she so ill, she so real
I'mma do what I feel, 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
Could have went to school but I followed a passion
I'm a New York rapper and I'm one of the baddest
Crib so lavish, I'd be good wit a bad bitch
If ya meet my homies ya would think they're savage
Had her fo' a reason man it wasn't an accident
Wit some French girls and they all got accents
Show in New York and they all got passes
Bouncer at the do' 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 ya hang, girl? Can ya keep up with my words and my slang girl?
And I can't lie nothin' is the same girl
Cuz tonight you'll be entertained girl
(Hook)
This is the way I live, young boy still pushing big whips
Get money lay low and chill, so trill, she so ill, she so real
I'mma do what I feel, this is the way I live, this is the way I live
(Verse 3: Skizzy Mars)
Penthouse how I live, erryday
Man these niggas can't see me like pepper spray
It's the way I live, real gudda mane
Known fo' doin' gudda things, all the girls love me mane
Smoke cigs in the club cuz the bouncers know me
Skip the line at the club, doorman's the hommie
Her bra wit her number on stage, she throw me
I'm somewhere in New York tryin to keep shit lowkey
I pop a couple pills, she pop a couple pills too
Who am I to judge, I don't know what she been thru
In the Hamptons somewhere residential
Gettin' head in the office like I'm presidential
Whatchu' wanna know, let the ninth floor
Started on the couch, ended on the floor
Had to light incense, she don't like smoke, but
(Hook)
This is the way I live, young boy still pushing big whips
Get money lay low and chill, so trill, she so ill, she so real
I'mma do what I feel, this is the way I live, this is the way I live
(Outro)
Doesn't always wanna look, it's like I saw you the otha day
You were smokin' (allegedly)
On stage (yeah, I was smokin' pot, yeah)
You know ya neva change yo weed smokin' habits still
Avoid jail, maybe avoid the police
(Aw, man, I go all the way with it)
(I figure I talk about it and I stand up for it)
(I might as well be willin' to show people what I'm all about)
(Instead of like doin' it 90%)