[00:00.56]Hah, hah
[00:03.14]Don't Think That+Dmac on the ****ing track
[00:04.81]Hah, hah, hah
[00:12.81]Hah, This is the life, bitch, this Makavelli
[00:15.08]Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy
[00:16.69]Green, I get that shit like lettuce
[00:18.41]Too much money make these mother****ers get jealous
[00:20.13]The life of a convicted felon
[00:21.30]These mother****ers cuttin', they talkin'
[00:22.66]They tellin' (word, word, word)
[00:23.49]And it's still free all my niggas
[00:24.32]They jailin' (word, word, word)
[00:25.11]Down the ro-o-oad
[00:26.49]Last December,
[00:27.80]We was sharin' clothes (clothes, clothes, clothes)
[00:30.06]We don't love these niggas,
[00:31.61]We share hoes (hoes, hoes)
[00:33.44]I just kick shit on the road
[00:35.38]With all my bros, trip 'cross the globe
[00:37.02]These niggas sellin' they souls, no (no, no)
[00:40.33]Man, I can't believe ya,
[00:41.65]You gon' bite the hand that feed ya, ay (woah)
[00:43.89]Th-thinkin' 'bout my people,
[00:45.00]Where they when you really need 'em, ay? (No)
[00:47.16]Made my own route and made it out,
[00:49.27]I took the legal way (Ay)
[00:50.66]These pistols savin' niggas
[00:51.75]Tryna take my ****ing lead away (Aw)
[00:53.85]I do this for my bros and my folks and my Locs (Locs)
[00:57.29]I do this for the niggas that be kickin' down doors (I do)
[01:00.49]I-I-I do this for the gang (gang),
[01:01.99]What I rep, double 0 (woah)
[01:03.86]I don't do this for the name or the fame,
[01:06.16]It's for my folks (folks)
[01:07.21]Will I change up? That's a no (no)
[01:10.79]Sippin' on this lean, movin' slow (slow, slow)
[01:14.30]Shawty head game on a roll (roll)
[01:17.44]Her bitch is a lame and she know
[01:20.75]This is the life, bitch, this Makavelli
[01:22.62]Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy
[01:24.32]Green, I get that shit like lettuce
[01:25.99]Too much money make these mother****ers get jealous
[01:27.72]The life of a convicted felon
[01:28.93]These mother****ers cuttin', they talkin'
[01:30.29]They tellin' (word, word, word)
[01:31.03]And it's still free all my niggas
[01:31.91]They jailin' (word, word, word)
[01:32.63]Down the ro-o-oad
[01:34.55]Last December,
[01:35.26]We was sharin' clothes (clothes, clothes, clothes)
[01:37.71]We don't love these niggas, we share hoes (hoes, hoes)
[01:41.03]I just kick shit on the road
[01:42.88]With all my bros, trip 'cross the globe
[01:44.59]These niggas sellin' they souls, no (no, no)
[01:49.46]

Hah, hah
Don't Think That+Dmac on the ****ing track
Hah, hah, hah
Hah, This is the life, bitch, this Makavelli
Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy
Green, I get that shit like lettuce
Too much money make these mother****ers get jealous
The life of a convicted felon
These mother****ers cuttin', they talkin'
They tellin' (word, word, word)
And it's still free all my niggas
They jailin' (word, word, word)
Down the ro-o-oad
Last December,
We was sharin' clothes (clothes, clothes, clothes)
We don't love these niggas,
We share hoes (hoes, hoes)
I just kick shit on the road
With all my bros, trip 'cross the globe
These niggas sellin' they souls, no (no, no)
Man, I can't believe ya,
You gon' bite the hand that feed ya, ay (woah)
Th-thinkin' 'bout my people,
Where they when you really need 'em, ay? (No)
Made my own route and made it out,
I took the legal way (Ay)
These pistols savin' niggas
Tryna take my ****ing lead away (Aw)
I do this for my bros and my folks and my Locs (Locs)
I do this for the niggas that be kickin' down doors (I do)
I-I-I do this for the gang (gang),
What I rep, double 0 (woah)
I don't do this for the name or the fame,
It's for my folks (folks)
Will I change up? That's a no (no)
Sippin' on this lean, movin' slow (slow, slow)
Shawty head game on a roll (roll)
Her bitch is a lame and she know
This is the life, bitch, this Makavelli
Runnin' shit up and go cop me a Chevy
Green, I get that shit like lettuce
Too much money make these mother****ers get jealous
The life of a convicted felon
These mother****ers cuttin', they talkin'
They tellin' (word, word, word)
And it's still free all my niggas
They jailin' (word, word, word)
Down the ro-o-oad
Last December,
We was sharin' clothes (clothes, clothes, clothes)
We don't love these niggas, we share hoes (hoes, hoes)
I just kick shit on the road
With all my bros, trip 'cross the globe
These niggas sellin' they souls, no (no, no)