Kewl Zips - Life's a Bitch

Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
What's up! What's up! What's up!
Sorry not sorry no I don't give a fuck nah
I could do this shit all day with my eyes shut yeah
If life's a bitch shit I'm a make that bitch my slut yeah

Bitch buckle up yeah suck my dick til I bust a nut yeah
Out here tryna find a way
For the money just tell me the time of a day
I need my money andale
Fuck you pay me what I'm tryna say
I may look tired but I'm wide awake
I see the fake smiles but inside they hate

Bitch early on time on time is late
& I got no time no time to wait
I like medium rare (wait write that down)
That's how I like my steak
I live the shit that you make up
I gotta about a zip I'm about to break up

& I'm headed to the top bitch straight up
If you sleeping on zips bitch wake up
Aye and Lucid Swank on the track
We popping this year yeah know that's fact
Only like talk numbers I don't like to chat
If you speaking my language then I'll call you back
You tripping I'm flipping and kicking the facts
Wade in the paint then I toss it to Shaq
06' shit like I'm taking it back

Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
What's up! What's up! What's up!
Sorry not sorry no I don't give a fuck nah
I could do this shit all day with my eyes shut yeah
If life's a bitch shit I'm tryna fuck yeah

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm glad I woke up today
Goodbye tomorrow hello to yesterday
And I'm fly so fly I might just fly away
The world is mine that's what God tells me when I pray

Bitch I'm Tony Chi-Chi get yay
I need the money andale need my money andale
Bitch me and Lucid like Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre
One two three and to the four
I ain't really tripping about these stupid ass hoes
I can do this with my eyes close
What you always lying for
I'm not even trying I'm flying through different time zones

I remember when my skies use to look grey
But in my mind I told myself that everything was okay
I was 21 when I first flew to LA
My brother Trip called told me help is on the way

Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
What's up! What's up! What's up!
Sorry not sorry no I don't give a fuck nah
I could do this shit all day with my eyes shut yeah
If life's a bitch she talk dirty when we fuck

Bitch I'm Mase double up
Dirty sprite dirty double cup
I got ice ice baby
Kinda like a hockey puck
& I'm flyer than a per pillar
I like chocolate and vanilla
I need my a Rhianna to make it rain
Ima need an umbrella Ella Ella Aye!
& I be getting to them dollars every fucking day

Written by:
Kevin Zulueta

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