Lyrics Die Like a Boss - Eastside 80s

yo
waddup K
free Money, free Savage, free Teezy
free Neff, free Cut, nigga free E
some odd months ago they was screamin' free me
made 20 thousand & the same day they freed me
they ain't bout dat life, believe me
in here watchin' cameras I don't never watch no TV
been too busy trappin' wasn't carin' bout no CD
300 dollar coat jeans screamin' feed me
we in this bitch gettin' high coulda paid some rent
a thousand dollars for my jacket coulda bought a bitch
11 50 wit the taxes but it wasn't shit
ask dat nigga Pete I'm addicted to Versace shit
Versace shirt, Versace draws, Versace glasses
Versace belt, Versace 'cause all my bitches match me
suck the dick wit out askin' my bitches nasty
ona low but in public them bitches classy
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
don't piss him off he'll knock you off
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
you ain't bout dat I'll knock you off
my babygirl beautiful she woulda thought she was foreign
she blew 3 bands of sacks the day she was born
Burberry blanket & jacket to keep her warm
her daddy stay on dat road you would think he tourin'
show up wit the blow & a package of corn
flood yo hood wit the white you think it was snowin'
all this damn marijuana you think dat we growed it
& then freestyle about it they thinkin' I wrote it
I done peeped out my haters I think they the brokest
niggas say they real niggas I'm thinkin' they jokin'
niggas see a real nigga & be like he focused
I been up I been down I go through the motions
sippin' mud wit my thugs we lifted & toastin'
for the times we ain't have it & them niggas ghost
went from facebook picutures to pictures on posters
I'm just tryna see a couple mil 'fo I go
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
don't piss him off he'll knock you off
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
you ain't bout dat I'll knock you off
wasn't gone do a 3rd verse but I had to
wasn't gone drop a volume 2 but I had to
my bitch mad & my babymama mad too
blood gang but a nigga favorite color Ben blue
I can't forget my favorite cousin in the Pen too
took my nigga Nate when we was younger like dat 10 flu
took my nigga Money to Kentucky to the 10 spook
prayin'round through the O they tryna give me 10 too
it's funny when you get it how you spend loot
when you gettin' money everybody is yo friend
I ain't tryna be nobody don't pretend to
nigga fuck yo feelins if you feelin' I offend you
I want 3 big mansions & some head too
4 car garages wit Porsches & Benz coupes
rollin' up backwoods by the damn pool
bouta fuck on my ex bitch & her friends too
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
don't piss him off he'll knock you off
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
live like a boss, die like a boss
shine like a king foreign wit his lost
you ain't bout dat life nigga knock it off
you ain't bout dat I'll knock you off