Get it How You Live lyrics

[Intro]
Double S, never less baby
Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche
That new sh*t, check it out

[Chorus]
My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
Neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel

[Verse 1]
My fingers on frost, ears on froze
Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the pole
Rolling with the Gs and the Foes and the Souls
With two b*tches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes
Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on fleek
Ain't no motherf*ckers out here that can do it like this
On top of my game, and when a hater's all fall
I'mma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall
Shake it for me b*tch, let me see you get loose
Let me see you sipping on some sh*t that's 80 proof
Let me see if I'mma let you get up in the 'lac
Bend over so I can see how I'mma hit it from the back
I hustle wit the rhymes, but I'm better wit the keys
And I'm clever wit the P's, I get cheddar wit the fees
I'm always on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed
I got flows, I got dro, I got whatever u need
[Chorus]
My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
Neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel

[Verse 2]
Tires on shine, rims on gloss
When it come to mobbing, I'm a motherf*cking boss
I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the tipping
I ain't stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick
Think you sh*tting on the n*gga, T?, I doubt that
My flow will make your booty move, like a house track
Have 'em at the party screaming, "Get the doe", "Get the doe"
And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to bounce back
If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would play the cane
Got sh*t to make you float off the floor, like David Blaine
You rich because I spit it universal to the drums
And I circle with some guns, blowin' purple out my lungs
I pimp and f*ck a b*tch, I don't need to buy her 'lacs
I be on the move, staying paid pushing Cadillacs
Investing in my raps, if I don't make a quarter back
I throw eight balls to my homies, on the corners like quarterbacks
[Chorus]
My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
Neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel

[Bridge]
Let me break your back, shawty, show me what you got, shawty
We some motherfuking killers, Chicago made n*ggas making figures
Let me break your back, shawty, show me what you got, shawty
We some motherfuking killers, Chicago made n*ggas making figures

[Verse 3]
Teeth on bling, rollie on fleek
Standing on the stage while I'm holding on my di*k
'Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new sh*t
Holla walla, pop the collar on my new outfit
If you want war, you think you got rounds to come get me
I think you better go smoke a whole pound of that sticky
Keep on talking that you're not hatin' 'round your committee
I'mma dodge that n*gga that put it down for the city
[Chorus]
My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
Neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
My neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel
Neck on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make a mill
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherf*ck how you feel