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U DONT KNOW LYFE letra


Who said these diamonds aren't front row? (Uh)
Yeah, we can't cuff for life, but this for fun, though (uh), yeah
Now you see these diamonds on the kid
Now you see this money comin' in
High as hell, high as hell, you was right there
New Chanel, we walk in, we buyin' every pair
Cunt (yeah), diamonds on me, cunt (rare), watches on me (for real)
Cunt, diamonds on me, cunt, they rare (yeah)
Oh, they hypebeasts? (Phew)
Oh, they, oh, they pull up, all-white nikes (pfft)
I got all these drugs, yeah, I got all these, yeah
I got all these drugs
I got all this love, I got all this love
Yeah, maybach just got the shine, take it back to my crib (ugh)
Yeah, and you can look at these lights to see how I live (live, uh)
Yeah, you can see how the metal go inside of they head (bang, uh)
Yeah, there's some other bullets choppin' them up, make 'em bled (dead, pfft, pfft)
Yeah, I put a rollercoaster with a chop' on they head (uh-uh)
The only time I go coast-to-coast is when I'm making a bag (uh-uh)
Yeah (yeah), look how they trippin', they slippin' up, they only got one leg
Yeah, we had to come back and nail on they head, nail on they head
Yeah, blazer go high, we put the bullet to yo' head (neyow)
Every time that I'm gon' try, you've been leaving them dead (yeah)
Every time that I'm gon' fly, bulletproof my private jet (bulletproof)
Balenci, balenci shoppin', shut the fuck up, I don't listen when haters say—

This a lifestyle, that you can't live
See them lights, it's what I'm on now
I'm bringing money on the—, yeah
I don't need advices, yeah
All I do is my vices
When you pull up by the side, yeah, isis
Chop off ya head if you don't fuck with the prices
I just pulled the bentley off, I ain't heard what you said to me
I don't fuck with you'd be better off dead to me (yeah, woo)

Who said these diamonds aren't front row? (Uh)
Yeah, we can't cuff for life, but this for fun, though (uh), yeah
Now you see these diamonds on the kid
Now you see this money comin' in
High as hell, high as hell, you was right there
New Chanel, we walk in, we buyin’ every pair
Cunt (yeah), diamonds on me, cunt (rare), watches on me (for real)
Cunt, diamonds on me, cunt, they rare (yeah)
Oh, they hypebeasts? (Phew)
Oh, they, oh, they pull up, all-white nikes (pfft)
I got all these drugs, yeah, I got all these—, yeah
I got all these drugs
I got all this love, I got all this love
Yeah, maybach just got the shine, take it back to my crib (ugh)
Yeah, and you can look at these lights to see how I live (live, uh)
Yeah, you can see how the metal go inside of they head (bang, uh)
Yeah, there's some other bullets choppin' them up, make 'em bled (dead, pfft, pfft)
Yeah, I put a rollercoaster with a chop' on they head (uh-uh)
The only time I go coast-to-coast is when I'm making a bag (uh-uh)
Yeah (yeah), look how they trippin', they slippin' up, they only got one leg
Yeah, we had to come back and nail on they head, nail on they head
Yeah, blazer go high, we put the bullet to yo' head (neyow)
Every time that I'm gon' try, you've been leaving them dead (yeah)
Every time that I'm gon' fly, bulletproof my private jet (bulletproof)
Balenci, balenci shoppin', shut the fuck up, I don't listen when haters say, yeah

You ain't know this life
You ain't know this life (yeah)

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