Featuring: Trademark Da Skydiver Young Roddy
Songwriter: Young Roddy Trademark Da Skydiver Curren$y
Producer: MonstaBeatz
[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Life... (Uh)
And I ain’t never missed a beat
I thought I been on for being a beast on these beats
But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me
And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef
Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep
And to the ones deceased, rest in peace
Got you, cold heart but spit fire
Apply pressure nigga with no pliers
Block burner, Roddy a top shotta
I got the heart of a tiger, no lion
Quiet, you know gangster move in silence
I stay D Boy fresh with no stylist
They hate to see you make it from the bottom
I try to make it honest
I tried to get a job, but ain't nobody hire
So back to the block to buy a bag of the chronic
Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping
This what we call survival
We hustle till we off
And I reside in a spot called ??? louisiana
Y’all might never heard about that (Oww)
[Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver]
Cut from a different cloth, I’m a rare breed
Real nigga and a villain check my rap sheet
From the booth to the streets, I keep it g
I only speak on what I know, and the shit I seen
Move quiet, avoid fake niggas by all means
No stress, I stay chilling I be on ease
Loud green and the paper’s got me on lean
Me against the world when I’m on the scene
That’s my attitude when niggas act like they mad at you
For doing you, they don’t have a clue
Or maybe they expect the less of me, like I ain’t got the recipe
This destiny just let it be
I’m coming for the top nigga
I deserve a spot nigga, can’t tell me I ain’t hot nigga
But don’t get it twisted mang
Look I ain’t bitching mang, take the good with the bad nigga
Continue living, no fucks given
Look I’m still winning despite that
And I’ma keep moving just like that
And I know you fuck niggas don't like that
Jet Set, the empire strikes back
You niggas know what it is
Mingo my lingo bitch
Already nigga
Never gave a fuck, never will
Life... (Uh)
And I ain’t never missed a beat
I thought I been on for being a beast on these beats
But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me
And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef
Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep
And to the ones deceased, rest in peace
Got you, cold heart but spit fire
Apply pressure nigga with no pliers
Block burner, Roddy a top shotta
I got the heart of a tiger, no lion
Quiet, you know gangster move in silence
I stay D Boy fresh with no stylist
They hate to see you make it from the bottom
I try to make it honest
I tried to get a job, but ain't nobody hire
So back to the block to buy a bag of the chronic
Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping
This what we call survival
We hustle till we off
And I reside in a spot called ??? louisiana
Y’all might never heard about that (Oww)
[Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver]
Cut from a different cloth, I’m a rare breed
Real nigga and a villain check my rap sheet
From the booth to the streets, I keep it g
I only speak on what I know, and the shit I seen
Move quiet, avoid fake niggas by all means
No stress, I stay chilling I be on ease
Loud green and the paper’s got me on lean
Me against the world when I’m on the scene
That’s my attitude when niggas act like they mad at you
For doing you, they don’t have a clue
Or maybe they expect the less of me, like I ain’t got the recipe
This destiny just let it be
I’m coming for the top nigga
I deserve a spot nigga, can’t tell me I ain’t hot nigga
But don’t get it twisted mang
Look I ain’t bitching mang, take the good with the bad nigga
Continue living, no fucks given
Look I’m still winning despite that
And I’ma keep moving just like that
And I know you fuck niggas don't like that
Jet Set, the empire strikes back
You niggas know what it is
Mingo my lingo bitch
Already nigga
Never gave a fuck, never will