เนื้อเพลง Living - 2 Chainz

[Verse 1:]
Good head get your rent paid,
Then I cut a corner like a switch blade
B*tch made n*gga talking sh*t about her
Got a red car so I bought a red bottom
Chillin' at the game sitting courtside
You're looking at the flyest n*gga on the boat ride
Low life I'm a multi n*gga fo' life
Oh my, had it up to here like a bow tie,
Cut it out sold drugs out my mommas house
So for mothers day, I bought my mom a house
Chillin' in the club standing on the couch
N*gga f*ck yo couch, n*gga n*gga f*ck yo couch!
Shoes cost more than that sh*t anyway
Any day, when the semi spray, better penetrate
{Brrraaatt} Better duck n*gga!
Got a lake in my yard filled with ducks n*gga!

[Hook:]
I'm just livin' baby, and you got that right
I'm just livin' baby, and my Jordans nice
I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'
I'm just livin' baby, I'm just livin'

[Verse 2:]
Motherf*ck the other side (Motherf*ck the other side)
Motherf*ck the other side (Motherf*ck the other side)
Everything's official my pistol's just missin missles
As far as running game my n*gga I need a whistle
My n*gga I need your sister, oops, I don't think that came out
Still f*ck a girl with my chain out
Still do my thing with my thing out
Long ass clip, I could shoot you without aiming
My life, your motherf*cking entertainment
Dangerous, leave you with the angels,
Shoot yo' ass from all types of angles, explain this
The way I lived with a just bunch of n*ggas and then just me
They came close and eat yo' skeet
They tried to run and I said come back
If you think you're alone then they're about to Womack
Hold that, ridin' that Phantom down on there
N*gga said what up pimp, where the hoes at?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: IAmSu]
Ride around on my side of town, you might f*ck around and get peeled
I rock Mookie, rock Y3, got Bathing Apes on my heels
N*gga this ain't a game there ain't no competition
I knew he was a fake I got good intuition
23 and I'm still livin',
Been all around the world and it's still Richmond
Because I'm loyal to my soil, good to my hood like oil,
Got me in that water, let it boil
B*tch I'm a boy, beat the beat up like Roy
Consider your b*tch my employ'
Real to the core, straight up I never been fraud,
And I put that on my lord
Ya'll rap 'bout clothes that you cannot afford
Where's the Versace and where's the Tom Ford?
Everything we rap 'bout that sh*t be ours
This b*tch a freak she should get the award

[Hook]