What a Life
Reece Geller featuring HoodFlyJay, Will Buchanan, Max Anderson, Binnie Musa
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What A life What A life Climbing up these mountains And I know I got to fall back Maybe if you call back Wouldn’t have to crawl back Late nights with the wrong girl Thinking don’t forget me, Now I’m off a bottle of the henny And I’m stressing And the messages aint sending And they coming up green I ain’t jealous I ain’t selfish Taking one for the team She in love with a skater boy No Avril Lavigne And I’m stuck in my head While we laying in bed It’s kinda weird How she make me fucking hate myself But Rocko manage the wealth I got some trophies on my shelf But I ain’t calling it quits More T in the spliff Pour 3 in this bitch Like why he shoot from the hip Passionate but scandalous Mr fantastic fabulous Running through your catalog Pass the drip Like catalyst Voltage like the analog I played her like some basketball Hieroglyphics of Babylon Went outside for a catch with my pops The ball was waterlogged Maybe it’s the alcohol Told em that shit won’t slow me down Actin like we ain’t know you now Told me that she won’t hold me down Backing off my bitch I’m lonely now Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a fucking life Guess it was a test When he pouring up on the tech Didn’t get to live it yet Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a What a life What a life What What What a life If I tell ya this And I tell that Would you run away Would you have my back I ain’t asking for a lot Just a little bit of love And yo dress all black And we fucking off the drugs Knew before The L train Closed We better catch a cab Stroll around The whole town In our finest furs and bags Might just cop the jag She ain’t going see that bitch no more Might just cop the jag She ain’t going see that bitch no I got the 4 And the perkys in the bottom of her birken And she Hurting for a life that Ain’t going end like this Ain’t going spend that shit Invest it in some real estate Put the money offshore Sneak it out the back door Meet me at the drugstore Two albums dropped Guess that was my sophomore Look into the future Posted lex But ain’t no Luther Better watch out for my shooters They some troopers And they Ruthless Yo bitch like to garden She can plant her two lips Tell me Maybe baby If we fucking make it And I’m balling like a laker Spent my paper on the racer Off to The moon like you sailor You ain’t worried about the haters Matrix I pull up the numbers Face it We smoking the facelift Places I ain’t never been before Stack it up Got double 4s Pull up in the double door Bodyguard look dumbledore Thought that we was done before Ashes to ashes We Burn it up Off the cid and we turning up Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a fucking life Guess it was a test When he pouring up on the tech Didn’t get to live it yet Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a What a life What a life Told my mom I won’t die What a What a life I like the looks of you like loving every pixel In my mirror I'll slow it down like a breakdown of bible scripture The healing came through hands warmth written like a plasm song You can see trinity and I have dialogue I’m talking cloth talk Dripped I’m Medusa We lit like a small torch I’m still risky Solid round the same you been shifty But somehow you wanted 50/50 Forgive but I can't forget When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent Names on the list But I ain’t owe you shit Never did favors It leads to blank checks Sic when my neck get them buggie baguette Came a long way from all the Cubans rashes on my neck I’m the definition of never settle for less That’s why every versus feel like bullet to the flesh Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a fucking life Guess it was a test When he pouring up on the tech Didn’t get to live it yet Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a What a life What a life What What What a life Hardwood creaking as I walk across the floor My roommates sleeping late night sessions set the score For me to relegate my feelings with allure the laws imposing my solace still I’m blessed by Allah Jehovah too the blueprint churning out a star Been lining up with my position, constellations from afar A selfless nigga but the one to never cross like Bishop picking up the steel the ego feasting on his heart A cue to feel acute can’t minimize the arc of my intentions to the measurements of Mr. Bonaparte A void disproval that’s related to my art spirits rowing through my blood I feel ‘em siblings born apart split The game leaf down the center parting lines Apartheid, stricken times loud to intertwine From down the street Marcos pitching me the pack isolation pulling pick-sixes keep on running back For another half an oz and a dap more Frequently the quarantine got frequencies intact At least for me consumed in pinning down the schemes To undermine the truth that life ain’t what it seems The dabs lovely but been shattering my dreams Body numbing all the strains only time I fully breathe Been working diligent to elevate Debris from my upbringing still in fragments wouldn’t leave Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a fucking life Guess it was a test When he pouring up on the tech Didn’t get to live it yet Told my mom I won’t fucking die Till I’m 25 And he crashed In the fucking night Double cup of sprite What a What a life What a life I've been on this since a younging Action figures and cereal All this fly shit Got these birds acting hysterical Sonny Man got no jump shot But I got game Leafs Floss on Flatlands You know they ain't playing I'm a fly dresser Flight jackets, I skipped that Azael for retail Gimme five, I'll flip that Man Sonny rolled dirty like I'm Roy'al My fake Bapes used to get thumbs up in Chinatown Listen, all my life I've been trying fit in Now I wake up thanking God that I'm different Cause I be riding waves in the deep Getting cash, homie All these rappers on the beach Waiting for the crash, dummy This the life I lived Ain't a soul alive could do it like I did Like I said I'm killing it Sonny Man fulfilling it Prairies to projects to penthouses militant This some real shit It brings a tear to my eyes Watching my clique move as the time go by But when I look back Son, it's hard to explain Not a thing I'd do different But I'd do it again What a life What a What a life Told my mom I won’t die What a life What a life
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