Yeat feat. Lil Wayne - Lyfestylë (with Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Lyrics Lyfestylë (with Lil Wayne) - lil wayne , Yeat



All you wanna see is diamonds
All I wanna see is violence
You don't know how inside of my mind gets
Shut your mouth, close your eyelids
Pay your price, I'm not surprised that I live this life
Could you do what I did and do it twice?
Could you make your money up and tell a lie?
Could you come inside the building all night?
Could you work around the clock all night? Yeah
Could you work on the job all night?
Could you work on the job all night? Yeah
All that molly, why your jaw so tight?
And you almost lost your job tonight
This not Breaking Bad, I bring my motherfuckin' pipe
Yeah, I love the feeling when it's wrong, not right
Yeah, I'm sick and twisted, know my brain not right
It's on autopilot, let it fly all night
But don't let them go crazy, don't let it turn you to a lie
But don't get so damn crazy, they'll stab you with a knife
Lock in with all the voices, yeah, don't let 'em tell you lies
And you'll probably see a demon if you look me in the eyes
Look me in the eyes, you see my eyes bleedin'
Oh, that bitch give me head, that bitch give me brain, I feel like a mind reader
Ooh, look up, it's a bird, look up, it's a plane, no, bitch, it's a Desert Eagle
Got the niggas on pins and needles, on thin ice like ballerinas
I ain't playin' with they bitch asses, Lil Tunechi, I spit acid
Small feet but I kick asses, call me and your bitch answer
I been on the job 24-7, I keep the AK-four-seven
I'm a cheese-head, but my whore yellow, I'm outside like Coachella
I might drop her, her throat wetter, I fly by, leave no feathers
Rock a wife-beater in cold weather, brown skin nigga, I'm a gold medal
All my watches on demon time, all these diamonds, I can't even see the time
Pockets, they be on dinner time, Thanksgiving time, November slime
Judge always tryna give me time, give me fed time and that's plenty time
And I ain't got time like the end of time, I'll kill a nigga like I'm killin' time
Uh, it's me and lil' Yeat, what's happenin'?
Sick and twisted evil bastards
Smoke a nigga, where the matches?
And let his mama have the ashes, mula
All you wanna see is diamonds (let it shine)
All I wanna see is violence
You don't know how inside of my mind gets (let it shine)
Shut your mouth, close your eyelids
Don't you join a world that you can never live a life, yeah
Don't it feel amazin' when you playin' with the spike? Yeah
I know you feel crazy when you put it on your life
I know you gettin' lazy when you say you'd rather die
I know I'm gettin' lazy when I said I let it fly
Pull up with the Martians, and they know I'm 'bout to fly (fly)
I do this for my life (life)
All this money, it get triflin' (triflin')
But I'm triflin' 'cause I'm on bad timin'
But it's also perfect timing, 'cause I'd like to remind you
Of all the shit you said when I'm behind you (oh)
Pay your price, I'm not surprised that I live this life (oh)
Could you do what I did and do it twice?
Could you make your money up and tell a lie? (Oh, oh)
Could you come inside the building all night?
Could you work around the clock all night? Yeah
Could you work on the job all night? (Oh, oh)
Could you work on the job all night? (Oh, oh) yeah
All that molly, why your jaw so tight?
And you almost lost your job tonight
This not Breaking Bad, I bring my motherfuckin' pipe



Writer(s): Javier Mercado, Joey Fenderson, Noah Smith, Salah Nizami


Yeat feat. Lil Wayne - 2093
Album 2093
date of release
16-02-2024



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