Live Life lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Intro: DJ Drama]
DJ Drama for life
A Tribe Called Weezy
DJ Drama, f*ck these n*ggas up

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm a live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f*ck
Live my life, have my fun, smoke like I don't give a f*ck
Live my life, have my fun, f*ck that sh*t, you only get one
f*ck that sh*t, I gotta sip some
I gotta b*tch leaving, I gotta b*tch coming (Aye)
I'm getting more pop on my skateboard
n*ggas don't want me to pop like a bungee cord
I got my redbone head gone
That Bugatti go skirt like the legs showing
You think you street? I'm a jaywalker
I'm a basket case, where the f*cking lawyer?
Yeah, Tunechi Li in this motherf*cker
n*ggas f*ck with me in this motherf*cker
I'ma smoke 'em until I get lung trouble
And these... n*ggas saying they the truth
But your pants on fire
Like I was born in the pool
I came up from the bottom
I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f*ck
Keep a brand new b*tch, bout to get her ribbon cut
Rich, but I ain't rich enough
Your b*tch is down, you b*tchin up
Rolls Royce, topless, it's about to get titty f*cked
[Verse 2: Euro]
Okay, live my life, have no fun, 'less you give my n*ggas some
Live my life, what the f*ck, can't recall me giving one
Live my life, have my fun, f*ck like I don't give a f*ck
And question, who the realest n*ggas?
Okay, that's a given one
Well welcome to the murder show
Show starts when the curtains close
Pass the scalpel to me, on my open-hearted surgeon flow
Why are all these coppers trippin?
b*tches down there, searching clothes
Yeah, I'm drinking stupid
What the f*ck you think I'm swerving for?
Look, I be with that n*gga from New Orleans
Who be asking if you heard me, even though he wasn't talking
Seen a straight chick do some dyke sh*t and didn't pause
And she was probably brokenhearted
I'm so gone, I probably caused it
I'm just saying
They ain't f*cking with me
Bet they talking bout murdering me
But, look, Tune, I just don't see the killer in these n*ggas
2Pac's hologram was realer than these n*ggas

[Verse 3: T@]
I'm a get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f*ck
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f*ck
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f*ck
Rudy Gays up on the coupe, and Black Mambas on the Truck
I'm a dream chaser for stacking cheddar
I'm in my Olympic Dream Team's Retros Number 7s
What you know about getting money?
Hop out the coupe, I got your b*tch in there, I leave the engine running
I hit the block, talk sh*t, roll a few stogies
Pop a bar, kill a lil' time on my Rollie
David Copperfield, I make a hundred disappear
Like I know magic, but ball like Jordan
n*gga hating on my new deal, James Harden
I guess cause I'm the sh*t, and you lil' n*ggas fartin'
With the weed, I did coke numbers, real talk
A buck fifty every three months, real talk
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
W-T-F, what the f*ck n*gga?
Tell them f*ck n*ggas get the f*ck n*gga
Now who the f*ck is with the f*ck n*gga?
It's just us, it's just us n*gga
We the fuss n*gga
That's a plus n*gga
And we don't f*ck with snitches trying to bust n*ggas
So tell them f*ck n*ggas get the f*ck n*gga
I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f*ck
Live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f*ck
Get this money, live my life, and ball like I don't give a f*ck
Smoke weed with the windows up
High as f*ck, but inching up
pus*y n*ggas tensing up
Are these n*ggas men or what?
I got your b*tch antennas up
Money talks, your minutes up
You can judge us, but don't sentence us
Blow me like the wind would gust
We trukfit and we supered up
W-T-F, who to f*ck?

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
And this, b*tch I'm rolling with is cute
And her ass on fire
And the whole time, I ain't feel a tooth
Then I ate that pus*y 'til I lost a diamond and I'm gone...
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