Beautiful Life

It's that feel good joint right here. I'm livin' my life, a beautiful life. Still gutter with it and let go of the Trife. Gucci and Jizzle home, right where we belong. Real niggas change, they call a gangsta clone. Still carry the stick to protect all my shit. My family, the people 'round me, and all of My clique. Still reppin' the hood for the greater Good. Let's get this understood, trip, You be gone for good. Streets said we a breath of fresh air. Fresh out, hot girls tryna put that pussy on Me. Plot in the jump out, bushes on me. I got my Louis book sack with 'bout fifty On me. Start droppin' when that trigger and start Pullin' on it. Real stand-up nigga, Pen 'bout mine. Hate it when COs make me stand up for Count time. You know it's on, they lettin' real Niggas out now. Real niggas online, They like it's 'bout time. I had to cop a sports truck in the Color nine. Please don't be runnin' up on me, I ain't them other guys. I got a bitch named Diamond, yeah, the yellow Kind. She love to look me in my eyes When she be suckin' mine. I got a chopper, you'll die end up in Front of mine. Black dresses, black ties, Fuck with mine. Elevated, took my game to the Next level, they know it. You hear that engine Roar? I'm on one and showin'. I'm livin' my life, a beautiful life. Still gutter with it and let go of the Trife. Gucci and Jizzle home, right where we belong. Real niggas change, they call a gangsta clone. Still carry the stick to protect all my shit. My family, the people 'round me, and all of My clique. Still reppin' the hood for the greater Good. Let's get this understood, trip, You be gone for good. I changed my life, but the ice still glistenin'. Hot boy so icy, gang, the hood still listenin'. Still movin' right and we ain't never lackin'. Still paid and hustlin', out here chain snatchin'. If bein' broke the new cool, then you're goin' Backwards. We eatin' good with no manners 'cause we Real smackers. Think we in foul before you hear The second line. The time he got away, He done survived a second time. I miss my niggas though, I think about 'em Every time. R. I. P. To Takeoff, your name will never die. Through all the pain and losses like I never Cry. I think I'm all cried out, That part of me done died. Standin' on all ten with my shoes tied. You talk down on the mob, now the niggas All tired. Remember lookin' out the window, 'member barbed wire. I did my time with some fuckin' real wise Guys. Started off local, but we took it worldwide. Gucci. I'm livin' my life, a beautiful life. Still gutter with it and let go of the Trife. Gucci and Jizzle home, right where we belong. Real niggas change, they call a gangsta clone. Still carry the stick to protect all my shit. My family, the people 'round me, and all of My clique. Still reppin' the hood for the greater Good. Let's get this understood, trip, You be gone for good.