Soul Poet - Tell Me How To Live

Tell me how to live
Tell me how to live
All these mother fuckers wanna
Tell me how to live

Get up in my head
Calling me the -ish
But the truth is
Mother fucker I'm the shit

Don't tell me how to live
Don't tell me how to live
Get up in my head
Try and fuck around with it

Wind up full of lead, fat lip in a ditch
And keep ya hands out my pockets
Don't you ever touch my bitch, nah

Don't tell me how to live my life whoa
Don't tell me how to spend my time, no

I stand as a testament
No second guessing it
First I'm projecting it
Then I'm accepting it, yeah

I put all my best in it
All of my chest in it
Yeah, yeah

Let's go make a mess with this
Yeah, yeah
I'm so fucking blessed with this

Don't tell me how to live
Tell me how to live
Why you mother fuckers gotta'
Tell me how to live?

Get up in my head
Calling me the -ish
But the truth is
Mother fucker I'm the shit

Don't tell me how to live
Don't tell me how to live
Get up in my head
Try and fuck around with it

Ya wind up full of lead, fat lip in a ditch
And keep ya hands out my pockets
Don't you ever touch my bitch, nah

I'm making music for generations
To take in and use it for celebrations
Yeah, 'cause I'm on another plane baby
First class with a phat ass calling my name baby

If it's a hit, not a miss, then it smashes
Smackin' all the people up when they smashin'
Talkin' trash, listen bitch, I'm not trashin'
Make a beat, bring the heat, then cash in

Tell me how to live
Tell me how to live
All these mother fuckers wanna
Tell me how to live

Get up in my head
They calling me the -ish
But the truth is
Mother fucker I'm the shit

Don't tell me how to live
Don't tell me how to live
Get up in my head
Try and fuck around with it

Wind up full of lead, fat lip in a ditch
And keep ya hands out my pockets
Don't you ever touch my bitch, nah

Don't tell me how to live my life whoa
Don't tell me how to spend my time, no

I stand as a testament
No second guessing it
First I'm projecting it
Then I'm accepting it, yeah

I put all my best in it
All of my chest in it
Yeah, yeah whoa

Let's go make a mess with this
Yeah, yeah
I'm so fucking blessed with this

I'm so fucking blessed with this
I put all of my best in this
Yeah

Written by:
Matthew Williams

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