Life On Edge lyrics

[Intro]
Money, yeah (Mhm, Eli)
Money bags

[Chorus]
I been livin' life on the edge, she wanna stress me
Now I just wanna get some head (Wanna get some head)
Free the whole team from the feds
They wanna play, let 'em play, 'cause we gon' leave 'em all dead (Leave them n*ggas dead)
Playin' roles, we just turnin' up a lil' bit (Turnin' up a lil' bit)
How you wanna be a boss actin' like lil' kids? (Actin' like a kid)
You might need to go to wars with a wise man
Said I want them envеlopes red like that Chinеse bread

[Verse]
We ran that money up, and, n*gga, we ain't look back since
Brought my n*ggas with me, please tell me who a n*gga missed (Who I miss?)
In my lil' whip, we was pourin' out the brick
If you ain't TT, tell me why you actin' like my sis
I tried to put some n*ggas on, but they ain't grateful
Always thank God for all the times I was able (Times that I was able)
Feel good when you put money on the table
I lost some good n*ggas to some weak sh*t, it was fatal
And we ain't tied in if we don't got the same mops
I know I said it, but it's different, sh*t changed lots (sh*t changed)
RIP Zelly, he killed a n*gga with the same Glock (Pow, pow)
It get worse, don't ever think that the pain stop
It's never personal, we was tryna murder you (Tryna murder you)
I can't backtrack with old hoes, what I used to do (Yeah-yeah)
Your actions is criticized, that's how they judge you
Wasn't at the birthdays, just funerals, they don't love you (They don't love)
Shots fired, man down
I seen the good die young, so we just tryna f*ck 'round (Tryna f*ck 'round)
Ayy, so you can't blame us
Clout is a drug and n*ggas want it 'cause they nameless
[Chorus]
I been livin' life on the edge, she wanna stress me
Now I just wanna get some head (Wanna get some head)
Free the whole team from the feds
They wanna play, let 'em play, 'cause we gon' leave 'em all dead (Leave them n*ggas dead)
Playin' roles, we just turnin' up a lil' bit (Turnin' up a lil' bit)
How you wanna be a boss actin' like lil' kids? (Actin' like a kid)
You might need to go to wars with a wise man
Said I want them envelopes red like that Chinese bread

[Interlude]
Now, we don't gotta talk, just know it's still love
Even though we fought, just know that we still cuz
Even though my n*ggas died, we gon' get it back in blood
Don't pray for me, pray for opps 'cause I'ma send them n*ggas up
Ayy, we gon' send them n*ggas up
Ayy, we gon' send them n*ggas up, up, up
Still up, ayy
n*ggas know we still up
Ayy, even though we fought, n*gga, just know that we still cuz
Ayy, and we don't gotta talk, n*gga, just know that it's still love

[Outro]
Swear to God, man
It's like a n*gga don't even wanna rap no more
sh*t phoney, bruh
All my n*ggas gone to jail, ain't comin' back, n*gga
It's like, n*gga done been through hell and back
Swear to God, I'll trade all this sh*t to get my n*ggas back, bruh
Real sh*t though, n*gga don't sympathy either
Just sayin' I know the real
Pray for the best, always prepare for the worst
I ain't worried 'bout a n*gga, no n*gga, bruh
I don't care what you did
n*ggas bleed just like me