Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael South
Michael South
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Williams
Jake Williams
Composer
Буриков Михаил
Songwriter

Lyrics

Man I'm so tired of you mother fuckers (Inhale) Young boy against the system once again (Exhale) All these dumb scums round me (Life's gon be lit) (Ugh) Ima tell them What about me Ima tell you Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Ima tell them What about me Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Ugh) Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Messing with me Following me You wish you be me What about me Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Follow the beat) What about me What about me Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Life's gon be lit How you play D I got them threes Messing with me I'm oversees (You a clown son) Lurk with the Gs (Like you gon break some) And share it in the room full of Bs (Ugh) You don't get lit Cause you got a family wife and cutie lil kids Half of you fake Bbout to relocate and renovate (Ugh) Back to back boy you wack Getting smacked Where's your gang where's your Cadillac? On the corner dick ride the West Don't you feel like you a guest Boy you stressed Lost the faith in the young cats (Fuck that) They tryina close in the gaps That's a wrap burning the maps Can't see me Facts Ain't no getting hangovers Did dumb shit now it's over Local cops been on us Swear god it's all over Had to step up cause I'm the one Been cooking up in 61 Beat the system up who's to blame I'm in the game I'll bring you the flame Not a damn thing changed (Mayne) Yall fuckers all lame (Mayne) Pretty me is in frame (Mayne) I'm in the game I'm in the game Traded soul for money and fame Take a look at me mayne (Mayne) Better watch out cause I came (Mayne) I'll bring you the flame I'll bring you the flame Following me You wish you be me What about me? Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Follow the beat) What about me? What about me? Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Life's gon be lit Life's gon be lit (Lit) Life's gon be lit Redesign Fall in line Kiss the lips Read the mind We fly by Casualties Minimized When we up in the field with mines Peaceful times we don't shoot no more (Nah) Get in your head why you do this for (Why) Gave up shit (Huh) It's mature Selling out You ain't sure But I'm sure Pulled off let them picture me (Woah) Cast off the things I did (Woo) Ashes from the past get flown away Get righteous (Woo) You be funny where's your money Hold a bunny call your mommy dummie dummie Fast running from me I ain't said I fucked your chick But she yummy yummy yummy Wanna build you a fortress Far from being in Forbes list I don't hear no gossips Man, I'm looking so gorgeous Let the music ease the pain Your bloodstream maintain Smoking cheap Mary Jane (But still) What about me
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