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Boss lifestyle is the way that I live Do another show, spend it on fits Cars in the driveway, pounds in the crib Always stoned, but I still handle business [?] that's how a billionaire living I rolled with [?] you can tell how it's hitting A pound just came, you can smell from the kitchen A boss just ate, you can tell by the dishes My smoke too strong, I got everybody lifted My pack too loud, what you smoking [?] Your bitch just ain't the same, mine's different [?] for a few hours just to kick it Your songs ain't fucking ith mine, that's my opinion She gotta bring that money on time to get my attention She know that I'm the one, because of the cars driven Gotta hit the target every time, not atempted Started off shy, hit the weed, she acting friendly Roll them in the sky, brought a P for the visit Always stay high, my T always crispy 100 with that shit, you can miss me Put that lil money up, it don't impress me Used to be my dawg, now he act like the enomy You can't hit my phone, you can't hit the tree Got my money long, 'cause ain't shit for free Put a lotta kush in the streets Letras de cancionesWe all got something to roll, everybody eats Now everybody roll, everybody known [?] Balling in this bitch, feeling just like Kobe B I like my money neat, bad bitch, she petite [?] bands on these jeans Maybach with four seats, [?] Peaking out the car, [?] Rolling up [?] smoke [?] the air, it ain't on the floor Always stay high, my T always crispy 100 with that shit, you can miss me Put that lil money up, it don't impress me Used to be my dawg, now he act like the enomy You can't hit my phone, you can't hit the tree Got my money long, 'cause ain't shit for free Put a lotta kush in the streets We all got something to roll, everybody eats From Letras Mania