[Verse 1 - Skrapz] I'm on some summertime shit Henny in the cup, A/C's in the whip Blue flag hanging out my pocket, blue kicks Got me looking like a Crip Rollie on my wrist got me looking like I'm rich I be stunting in the city Bailey came through in the drop-top, he be moving like he's Diddy Me, I'm in the passenger, moving like I'm Biggie Medusa on the frames D&G tee and my pinky finger sparkle like a glass of champagne I come through looking like a brick of cocaine The bitch said she's never seen a star in broad day Catch me chilling with my niggas on the strip in Brick Lane Up in Brick Lane with a glass of rosé The bitch telling me she feels wet, I'm like rain She's tryna tell man about Mdma I said "Nah baby girl I smoke weed, I'm okay"
[Chorus - Nisha Ricke] I'm living my life, I'm living my life Only God can judge me I was born to be somebody I'm living my life, I'm living my life Only God can judge me I was born to be somebody
[Verse 2 - J-Man] I come through like anytime Summertime, come look frozen Swear to Skrapz, that brudda weren't joking I'm living my life, just tryna get a clear view Like Pac, staring at the world through my rear view Bible and Quran for my niggas on remand Calm, I'm back by popular demand Fresh home, back like Skrapz Part II Today I'm in all white, looking like a bowl of hard food Getting rid of weight but I ain't getting thin Everything's clean and pressed like I'm going gym Summertime we stay fresh, you and your niggas stay stressed You stay bless and beat like it's safe sex But we don't rock it hardly, straight Gucci and Versace I'm AJ'd out, got everybody in Armani I'm here focusing on work like I'm going colly Word round town, still them Church niggas going hard
[Chorus - Nisha Ricke] I'm living my life, I'm living my life Only God can judge me I was born to be somebody I'm living my life, I'm living my life Only God can judge me I was born to be somebodyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
