CUD LIFE Lyrics
Can we please take the operation down?
This a special place
Only the strong can survive
I think you can handle it
Insano
Yeah
Ran ’em out town
Yeah
Got ’em all shooken, trippin’, watch this drip as I live beyond bounds
Woo
Tell ’em all lying fashion, killing them
Yeah
Understand now
Yeah
Strolling through your city abandoned
Say, “Amen”, ’cause I’m up from the down
Down, down, down, down
Ain’t have the best luck
N** in the struggle like, “Fuck”
We keep stressing
With my whiskey in the cup
I was doing mad bumps off tits, he gon’ get it in
Now a n** passed his madness, uh
Feeling like a godly being
Hold up, am I dreaming? Seent it
Round the crew up with some girls, we leaning
Wanna get that
Hypnotiq shit, now in fact
Hey, that ass fat
Yeah, you gotta go hard and tame that fit, that
You say don’t be shy
Oh
You say no fun
Fun
It’s you and I
Oh
You say you want it
Yeah, yeah
It’s evident
Always been relevant
You son of bitch
I’m a better man than I was before, now the blessings coming in
Yeah
Who fly? Who I?
Hating ass n*** want my demise
Fuck ’em
Say who fly? Who I?
Say she brought a friend to my surprise
On my throne Cud Life
Yeah, yeah
Bet you know
As I smoke this tree, let’s zone
Say I’m going where most don’t go
Goodbye
King and his throne
Tell them he ain’t worried ’bout ’em, getting in his zone
I’m worth more than all I own
Come on, baby, see
Come on, baby, see, see, see
Back on a trip, let’s get it in
Been on a wave and I’m swimming again
Bumping a G63 when I pull up on the block
Uh
Wave and the watch pristine, dawg
Walk in a fantasy
Tell your boyfriend you don’t like him, he ain’t a man to me
Yeah
Don’t be mad your bitch chose me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
N**, this a rock n’ roll rage
Hold me down, homie, press play, hey
What the hey? Real n** out the gate, when he call for it, there he go stunting, he the man, man
Man
I ain’t worried, I’m rolling
Can’t tell a God nothing when he is coasting
Living just how it seems
Bounce around the world, oh, such simple dreams
Sipping, good feeling
Yeah
Been bossing the grip, killing
Whoa, boss cut, chilling
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Smoke fill the room to the ceiling
Whoa
We going up, with my drink I’m blunted
Can’t nothing break my high, oh
Got these n*** on warning
Give a fuck what they say
I’m busting my morning
You n*** keep saying my name
They mad, ha-ha
‘Cause we on the yacht
Might think about the times we was broke
Then I wake up with a blunt on the coast
On my throne Cud Life
Yeah, yeah
Bet you know
As I smoke this tree, let’s zone
Say I’m going where most don’t go
Goodbye
King and his throne
Tell them he ain’t worried ’bout ’em, getting in his zone
I’m worth more than all I own
Come on, baby, see
Come on, baby, see, see, see
Brace yourself
Ragers only
I knew you was built for this
Fucker up