Mmm yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah
Is it life is it not
I want everything you got
I just gotta keep on showin'
keep on flexing what I got
I just want to keep on riding
man I know I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
And I'm on
my boss shit yeah
I got my own shit yeah
And mamma
I told me yeah
That I might
just go big yeah
All of my homies
are famous ey
Living this life
got me thinking ey
That all in my mind
I'm in Vegas ey
Living my life
could be dangerous ey
This for them chicas
that I'll get in Vegas
I got my family
calling me crazy
This for them homies
I'm talking to lately
I gotta tell 'em
I finally made it
Is it not
I want everything you got
I just gotta keep on showin'
keep on flexing what I got
I just want to keep on riding
man I know I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
I just want them bad
and boujee bitches
And I gotta get it
'cause I'm never frigid
Man I'm all about
my mothafuckin' business
You can find me blazing
thinking 'bout my wishes
All them riches never
purchase feelings but
It's always crazy thinking
'bout them christmas
When all you're gifting
is a Maserati and oh my God
that new Ferrari
My homie he told me
he got into brokerage
Flipping these flats
like it's hocus and pocus
Meanwhile I'm sleeping
and got into bogus
Look in the mirror
like man I should focus
Fuck it tonight
I'm just popping more pillies
Drank 'til the morning
I can't even feel me
Hitting these bars
like I'm Tupac and Biggie
I got your bitch and
I'm huntin' you feel me
Ey she tripping tonight
she wantin' some mo'
I give her that do'
Ey and I just take your spot
coming with me she be waiting
for the drop
Ey and it's how it goes
down in my home with
the west side bros
Like girl let's take it
to the top
Hey girl let's take it
to the top
Is it life is it not
I want everything you got
I just gotta keep on showin'
keep on flexing what I got
I just want to keep on riding
man I know I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
Is it life is it not
I want everything you got
I just gotta keep on showin'
keep on flexing what I got
I just want to keep on riding
man I know I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
No I'll never stop
Don't sleep on me
'cause I'll never stop
I'll keep on riding
'til the day I die
Don't sleep on me
'cause I'll never stop
I'll never stop
Gotta keep on riding
gotta keep on riding
Gotta keep on riding
'til the day I die
Keep on riding
keep on riding
Keep on riding
'til the day I die
I just want them bad
and boujee bitches
And I gotta get it
'cause I'm never frigid
Man I'm all about
my mothafuckin' business
You can find me blazing
thinking 'bout my wishes
All them riches never
purchase feelings but
It's always crazy thinking
'bout them christmas
When all you're gifting
is a Maserati and oh my God
Mmm yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah