J.Von - Livin Great

Living great
Man don't mistake
Me for some punk
Cause the love songs that I tend to make
You can run up and the hollow tips gone eat your face
I think everyone has a shot
Don't discriminate
They ain't gone like me till I pop
No need in saving face
I'm a take us to the top put us in that better place
I can't wait until this drop
I'm a change the game
They gonna be like that young-ins hot
Put on what's his name

I come from the jungle
Where I'm not to be tamed
Where little dreams turn reality
Where 56 thousand around the normal yearly salary
And where your means are tested as well
As your morality
Said I'm a be rich at least a thousand times to Nadylie
Great wealthy sexy that's what I bound to be
Praying on my downfall so much hate that be surrounding me
Not gonna lie like your judgement hasn't clouded me
Been fighting some mental battles which been stopping me
From writing these lyrics
But every song from now on all my words make sure you feel it
Too many people I trusted left
Just to much that I deal with
So I put my soul inside the music hoping maybe it'll heal it
I always help but when I ask they ain't fixing no Felix
Too much pain I dealt with it's at the point
I don't think I can feel it
Like how you lie to my face then go post that you is the realist
Got a couple fools who is on the top of my meal list
Like like huh
I would eat you up and spit you out
Don't turn to drugs man I promise there's a better route
On god we finally make it out
If you got a problem promise
We can figure out
Everyday dreams get bigger and bigger bigger bigger now
put down the gun take your finger
Off the trigger now
Put up the fist see who's really tuff that's the kicker bow
Hit you with that right then that left then the tiger bounce
People swear they the tuff
Till they get pressed then turn to Mickey Mouse
In my room banging on chest man I run this house
People don't know what they be saying they just spitting out
In other words I call that diarrhea of the mouth

Yeah yeah uh

Living great
Man don't mistake
Me for some punk
Cause the love songs that I tend to make
You can run up and the hollow tips gone eat your face
I think everyone has a shot
Don't discriminate
They ain't gone like me till I pop
No need in saving face
I'm a take us to the top put us in that better place
I can't wait until this drop
I'm a change the game
They gonna be like that young-ins hot
Put on what's his name

Written by:
Javon Sullivan

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