Song lies on me, little life of a thug nigga, until the day I die, little life of

The boss plays all night long.

Little life of a thug nigga till the day I die.

Little life of a boss player to see them getting high.

Hey, tell my nigga Pac.

Live my life as a thug, make up until the day I die.

Live my life as a boss player, cause he been getting high.

These niggas got me tossing shit.

I put the top down.

Now it's time to floss my shit.

Keep your head up, nigga.

Make these motherfuckers suffer.

Up in the bins, burning rubber.

The money is mandatory.

The hose is for the stress.

It's criminal lifestyle.

You put with the bulletproof vest.

Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket.

Get your money, motherfucker, let's get rich and real, kick it, all eyes on me.

Little life is a dog, nigga.

Until the day I die.

Little life is a boss play.

The boss plane was even getting hot.

We'll be right back.

Thank you.

I bet you got it, Trista.

You don't know who to trust.

So many player-hating niggas trying to sound like us.

Say they ready for the fumble, I don't think they knowin' Straight to the depths of hell, the sweet of Calvary's gone

Well, all you seal down, nigga, holla when you see me.

And let these devils be soft for the thing they finally freed me.

I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride.

Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by Until I die, live the life of a boss player Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get

The future's in my eyes.

Cause all I want is cash and things are 5-0.

Thanks for watching!

My main thing was to be major.

Pay the game shopper than the motherfuckin' razor blade.

Save money, bring bitches.

Bitches bring lies.

One nigga's getting jealous and motherfuckers die.

Depend on me like the first and fifth thing.

They might own me for a second.

We got four niggas.

Thank you.

Till the day I die, live the life of a boss player till she be getting out.

I ain't even talking about like a park.

Till the day I die, till I'm a footballer.