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Lifetime Income Lyrics


Larry June Lifetime Income

I hear these niggas talkin' on the 'net, I just left the bank
I'm 'bout to cop the crib with the built-in fish tank
Eatin' on this empanada, the bitch with me from Grenada
This on some real healthy nigga shit, I might save the nation
Three solid ropes on, money was the conversation
Wipin' down the bullets for my .9, I know niggas hatin'
Stop killin' niggas over hoes, man, that shit maney
Stay up on your grind, my nigga, go and get some paper
Driver picked me up, I said peace to the bell man
This not my girlfriend, we just eatin' crab legs
You can come and get the chick back, I got too many of 'em
Barely get to drive, my nigga, but I got plenty of 'em
See me in the view, then I'm probably out with Paypa Boy
See me in the Point, I'm to the neck and never paranoid
Man, these niggas suckers for these hoes, I got no remorse
I'm out wine tastin' with the bitch, lookin' at a Porsche
I'm lookin' at that GT2, not the 3
Everything I do is topnotch, I'ma need that fee
If I wasn't tatted, then I'll probably look like Lionel Richie
The only person I depend on, nigga, me
The only person I depend on, nigga, me

(Look, numbers, nigga)
I'm done playin' with you lil niggas, I'm talkin' big bread
Every time you look at my neck, nigga, that's brick-fed
Baby get around, but it's nowhere that I've never been
Everything I say, she go do, it is what it is
Stop pillow-talkin' to these hoes, man, you lookin' simp
I bet she got my name in her phone under "that's him"
Say she got her heart broke, and she need some time to chill
I told baby I don't wanna hit, you need time to heal
Whippin' up a smoothie, countin' hundreds, watchin' Shark Tank
I think she really only f..ck with me 'cause I got big bank
But I am not a trick, I might buy you food, give you dick
Put you on game, every now and then, take a trip
Alkaline water, took a sip and went and washed the whip
Compact whop on my hip incase a nigga trip

What's hannin', nigga? Numbers, nigga
TFM, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And I'ma always talk this shit, bitch, you know I'm sayin'?
I don't even get my mofuckin' fingernails dirty, bitch
You know I'm sayin?
Look at these, nigga, numbers, you know I'm sayin'?
Good job, Larry, sock it to me
And everything I do organic, bitch, quit- quit playin' with me
Hahaha, man, lookin' good, sweetheart, numbers
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy


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