Lyrics Jefe Beats – Livin’ Life

Livin’ Life Lyrics – Jefe Beats

Singer: Jefe Beats
Title: Livin’ Life

Most these n#gg#s ain’t really gonna stand on business (no bap)
Most these n#gg#s ain’t really gonna stand on his ten
Most these n#gg#s be cap cap
We hop in the car and smash that

We don’t give a f#ck n#gg# we can crash out
I’m rockin’ designer
I’m rockin’ designer i leave the tag (tag)
f#ck n#gg# run that red light (what)

We give em a tag (tag)
You would’ve thought i was bathin’ n#gg#s (no h#mo)
I gave ’em a bath (what what)
I think i’m in love with this b#tch

I’m in love with this b#tch (in love)
I’m going to give her a bag (a bag)
I remember the day i was sad and mad (sad)
Went and got me a bag

Now a young n#gg# be shoppin’ in manhattan
Go spend me a bag (no bap)
I hop off stage and go f#ck my b#tch
Why would i hang with them f#ck n#gg#s

They ain’t really talkin’ bout sh#t
If a n#gg# say f#ck 18
That n#gg# ain’t talkin’ bout sh#t
Why these n#gg#s trying to play me close (close)

Why these n#gg#s trying to f#ck my b#tch
I swear i really ain’t trippin bout sh#t
Can’t trip i ain’t trip bout a hoe or a b#tch
I came from the trap with the bricks and yola

I swear to god imma trap til it’s over
I came from the gutter we was eatin’ stouffer
If 12 come put the bricks in the stove
f#ck it i got my wrist in the bowl

f#ck it i mix the new with the old
I’m mixin’ designer it’s new and it’s old
Designer coat cuz you know it get cold
My homegirl say hoes don’t get cold

My homeboy said he’ll die bout that code (he’ll die)
18 sh#t we’ll die by that code (we’ll die)
18 sh#t we’ll ride by that code (we’ll ride)
Talkin money we gon slime ya #ss out (we gon slide)

Free gang had his wrist in the pot
Talkin crazy he get tied like a knot
Had to get off the block cuz sh#t gettin’ hot
Gettin’ money only way that i rock

Yeah yeah (yeah)
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
Yeah livin’ my life

b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life

b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
Why they trying to live my life

Why they trying to live my life
Why they trying to live my life (yeah)
Yeah i’m just living my life (life)
And i only can live it for me (i)

I only work hard on my dreams (what)
We n#gg#s don’t know how to sleep (huh)
Lately my pockets on heap (what)
I ain’t trying to f#ck if you cheap (yeah)

You really just lunch for the week (yeah)
If it’s mine i don’t want me a piece
If it’s mine i don’t want me a slice
I want me the whole damn thang

f#ck how you feeling, f#ck how you living, cuz i’m in my own damn lane (yeah)
n#gg#s not talking about no ideas, stay in your own damn brain
My money longer than your f#cking chia, grew from my own damn grain (uh huh)
Keeping my head on a swivel, we not in no competition (ooh yeah)

Swag over all of you n#gg#s, you like to give to submission (okay)
Flexing done got a new look, it’s really something that given (shh)
Want me to send you some sh#t but i never asked your opinion
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music  Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
Mui - regret
DeeMillán - Cullinan

Livin’ Life – English Translation

Most these n#gg#s ain’t really gonna stand on business (no bap)
Most these n#gg#s ain’t really gonna stand on his ten
Most these n#gg#s be cap cap
We hop in the car and smash that

We don’t give a f#ck n#gg# we can crash out
I’m rockin’ designer
I’m rockin’ designer i leave the tag (tag)
f#ck n#gg# run that red light (what)

We give em a tag (tag)
You would’ve thought i was bathin’ n#gg#s (no h#mo)
I gave ’em a bath (what what)
I think i’m in love with this b#tch

I’m in love with this b#tch (in love)
I’m going to give her a bag (a bag)
I remember the day i was sad and mad (sad)
Went and got me a bag

Now a young n#gg# be shoppin’ in manhattan
Go spend me a bag (no bap)
I hop off stage and go f#ck my b#tch
Why would i hang with them f#ck n#gg#s

They ain’t really talkin’ bout sh#t
If a n#gg# say f#ck 18
That n#gg# ain’t talkin’ bout sh#t
Why these n#gg#s trying to play me close (close)

Why these n#gg#s trying to f#ck my b#tch
I swear i really ain’t trippin bout sh#t
Can’t trip i ain’t trip bout a hoe or a b#tch
I came from the trap with the bricks and yola

I swear to god imma trap til it’s over
I came from the gutter we was eatin’ stouffer
If 12 come put the bricks in the stove
f#ck it i got my wrist in the bowl

f#ck it i mix the new with the old
I’m mixin’ designer it’s new and it’s old
Designer coat cuz you know it get cold
My homegirl say hoes don’t get cold

My homeboy said he’ll die bout that code (he’ll die)
18 sh#t we’ll die by that code (we’ll die)
18 sh#t we’ll ride by that code (we’ll ride)
Talkin money we gon slime ya #ss out (we gon slide)

Free gang had his wrist in the pot
Talkin crazy he get tied like a knot
Had to get off the block cuz sh#t gettin’ hot
Gettin’ money only way that i rock

Ya ya ya)
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
Yeah livin’ my life

b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life

b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
b#tch i’m just livin’ my life
Why they trying to live my life

Why they trying to live my life
Why they trying to live my life (yeah)
Yeah i’m just living my life (life)
And i only can live it for me (i)

I only work hard on my dreams (what)
We n#gg#s don’t know how to sleep (huh)
Lately my pockets on heap (what)
I ain’t trying to f#ck if you cheap (yeah)

You really just lunch for the week (yeah)
If it’s mine i don’t want me a piece
If it’s mine i don’t want me a slice
I want me the whole damn thang

f#ck how you feeling, f#ck how you living, cuz i’m in my own damn lane (yeah)
n#gg#s not talking about no ideas, stay in your own damn brain
My money longer than your f#cking chia, grew from my own damn grain (uh huh)
Keeping my head on a swivel, we not in no competition (ooh yeah)

Swag over all of you n#gg#s, you like to give to submission (okay)
Flexing done got a new look, it’s really something that given (shh)
Want me to send you some sh#t but i never asked your opinion
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

Lyrics Jefe Beats – Livin’ Life

Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.

We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music  Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases