Living My Life by Malachi Grant Lyrics
Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop
I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop
Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Up and down, speed flow, make it bounce
Swaged out, by the pound, fuck an ounce
Large amounts, all you count
When it’s No days off, Spend all day out
Grinding, shining, vibing—
What’s that about?
Nothing, I say it cause it ain't bout nothing
We stunting, they fronting
What you say David Ruffin?
Night’s like this I wish raindrops would fall—fall
Make it rain bitch
I’m living like I’m famous
Some people say that’s dangerous
I’m on it, I’m on it, I’m flashy and I flaunt it
I be on my fucking Diddy, telephone niggas call it
I’m balling shot calling, my shorty do the same
She been wit me—wit me since I was shooting in the gym
Put it down and get it in, been living above the rim
Live my life like it’s golden, and my pockets on swollen
Pop a bottle, crack a smile
Shit, this the way to live!
Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
How you getting money?
Never know its where abouts?
I’m getting the money you shouldn’t talk about
Broke watch—Killing time
Got a chic that’s a nine by design
She only here, just to blow a brother mind
Got a sky hook glide, kinda like Clyde
Chilling with birds don’t make you fly
But shit—everybody wanna be fly
I ain't change not a lick
And they still talking shit
Now ain't that some shit—
Ain't life a bitch—
I’m a do it—do it—do it like this, righteous
When its all said and done, they ain't do it like this
Winning is everything—I never kept score
I plan to live forever—I’m so much more
I hustle the price quick—the fuck you gonna sell me
I’m living my life bitch—the fuck you gonna tell me
Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop
I’m just living my life—
Gotta hang tight
Doing what I like—like
Feeling so good—
Now pop another bottle for me—me
Pop another bottle for me—me me—me
Hit the block non-stop
Let the party rock—rock—rock
Big not small not
Let the bottles pop—pop—pop
Verse 1:(Malachi Grant)
Up and down, speed flow, make it bounce
Swaged out, by the pound, fuck an ounce
Large amounts, all you count
When it’s No days off, Spend all day out
Grinding, shining, vibing—
What’s that about?
Nothing, I say it cause it ain't bout nothing
We stunting, they fronting
What you say David Ruffin?
Night’s like this I wish raindrops would fall—fall
Make it rain bitch
I’m living like I’m famous
Some people say that’s dangerous
I’m on it, I’m on it, I’m flashy and I flaunt it
I be on my fucking Diddy, telephone niggas call it
I’m balling shot calling, my shorty do the same
She been wit me—wit me since I was shooting in the gym
Put it down and get it in, been living above the rim
Live my life like it’s golden, and my pockets on swollen
Pop a bottle, crack a smile
Shit, this the way to live!
Chorus:(Malachi Grant)
Verse 2:(Malachi Grant)
How you getting money?
Never know its where abouts?
I’m getting the money you shouldn’t talk about
Broke watch—Killing time
Got a chic that’s a nine by design
She only here, just to blow a brother mind
Got a sky hook glide, kinda like Clyde
Chilling with birds don’t make you fly
But shit—everybody wanna be fly
I ain't change not a lick
And they still talking shit
Now ain't that some shit—
Ain't life a bitch—
I’m a do it—do it—do it like this, righteous
When its all said and done, they ain't do it like this
Winning is everything—I never kept score
I plan to live forever—I’m so much more
I hustle the price quick—the fuck you gonna sell me
I’m living my life bitch—the fuck you gonna tell me
Chorus:(Malachi Grant)