Danpagne How Ya Livin'

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[Intro]
This that classic shit
Only classic shit

[Verse 1: Danpagne]
How Ya Livin?
Got some Ray-Bans on, I see it so vivid
I see a bad bitch, I know she with it
It ain’t a surprise, cuz that shit is a given
It ain’t a surprise, I ain’t wrapped with a ribbon
She just compared me to you like, you kiddin?
If I got it, I spend it
Hoes want you for your money, difference 'tween hoes and women
Yo i cut down some pounds, so, designer clothes I fit in
And I don’t fuck wit no hoes, might affect the dough I’m gettin
And this tape is to let you know I’m shittin
On the competition, I don’t know who as cold as the kid been
Shit, we’d all be nothing without Curren$y like Jet Life
Money ain’t everything, man, that ain’t the best lie
I wanna do what I wanna do and get by
If you gon’ get it, get it now, might not be a next time
Drop that lame and come fuck with moi
And if you ain’t ever risk shit, that’s why I can’t fuck with y’all
All this money on clothes till I get a pair of wings
And get enough money to be like „mom, I’ll take care of things”
Your parents probably thought I was bad news
And back then, I thought that shit was mad cool
But that ain’t make me no money, so I guess I was a damn fool
But things changed I came up and now I got a hand full
I’m on West Broadway and Spring Street
AKA Money Ain’t A Thing Street
Nah, I’m playing, I blew that shit quickly
But one day, I plan to roll through in a 6 speed
I, never settle for less
And I’m, dealing better with stress
I got my money right, but nevertheless
I got good people around me, ain’t no one better than them
I’m gonna come in, hit a lick on the industry
Hip-Hop been dead, the radio put it out it’s misery
It’s seems like, no one likes to do their shit originally
I’m not tryna see another video in the city please
I don’t ever front and act like I’m on
But the way I rhyme, some would say its a time bomb
So many people I tried to get on my song
I’m ashamed cuz now I hear your shit, I laugh or might yawn
I sip it straight from the bottle, I don’t pour a cup
To sip from this, she don’t gotta be a dime she gotta be a quarter bruh
I got my shit together, now people wish we were more in touch
I swear you ain’t see nothing yet, I’m just warming up