My Lifestyle Intro Video (MV)

Now for my birthday, I'm going crazy
You feel me, for my birthday
I want to start this shit off with some crazy shit like this
Got a lot of songs, bro. You feel me

For my birthday, I'm dropping a tape with 10 songs
That's you, Sam
30 on my Glock and it's filled up with hollow tips
Big Glock on my hip, make me walk limp

I am in this bitch, your life like a biscuit
I'm in the Benz, all in cash, I got 50
Left, but she coming right back like a Frisbee
Boy, you ain't right, that song you just listened to

Cali for one day, then I'm back for the shipment
Back in the bitty, I'm trapping, I'm busy
Five star exotic, got you niggas tripping
I'm riding it foreign, your man's in the Lincoln

I'm from the islands, what a piece a sinting
Girl, let me just change your life, cause I'm pimping
Picking up all this backing like pensions
Boy, if you can trust, you don't know your intentions

And we might not go in the same direction
Get up and I pray every day for redemption
I'm a dog and I need dog food
And if a f*ck nigga try me, you know I shoot him

Outside, I'm getting money and my niggas, we chewing
Now a nigga hit the top at the top and I'm booling
Free my brother G Ruga, he ain't even shoot him
Trust me, he ain't the shooter

Free my twin, all that shit was some rumors
He got a future
Yeah, I'm in the studio
Me and my brother, they rapping and trapping

But sometimes we switch up the drip, now we suited up
Made a song, I don't know, I was booted up
Smoking on all them niggas, my tooly tucked
Look at this shit, my turn, now it's beautiful

Now they tell me I'm good, I should keep it up
For BLACKROCKSTAR, I will shoot it up
Yeah
Blue or red. Nigga, you got a pick, don't be lame

Remember, you don't got a bang
That boy, he was gang, but he switched and he changed
That's why I don't trust niggas, you know the same
And my mama, she told me, boy stay in your lane

I told my mama that I'm not in the lane
I flew
None of you niggas can fit in my shoe
You niggas know that I'm winning, you niggas just lose

And I just met two bitches, I can't even choose
Really, I'm trying to f*ck, baby girl, you and you
And I like them like Pop-Tart, it came with two
But I don't like the bitch if she can't tell the truth

Now my phone press the volume button like snooze
While that bitch, she got brazy, I don't got a clue
These bitches be picking and mfn choosing

30 on my Glock and it's filled up with holowtips
Big Glock on my hip, make me walk it
I'm in the Benz, all in cash, I got 50
But you coming right back like a frisbee
Boy, you ain't write that song, you just lip sync

Leave for one day, then I'm back for the shipment
Back in the bitty, I'm trappin', I'm busy
I'm so excited, got you niggas trippin'
Ridin' in foreign, your man's in the Lincoln

I'm from the islands, Guatapis ascending
Girl, let me just change your life, cause I'm pimping
Picking up all this backing like pension
Boy, I can't trust you, don't know your intentions

And we might not go in the same direction
Get up and I pray every day for redemption
Get up and I pray every day for redemption