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Caps x Ay Em – Best Life (Official Music Video) (prodbyFCMxLilR808) Lyrics

I want the best in life
Push weight, I’m doing exercise
Paranoid, prayer ain’t the only time I’m looking left and right

I’ll never fuck my brudda’s wife for all the money in the world
He said he keeping it a hunnid, can somebody bring a scale?
Ain’t it depressing when you’re stressing, all your money’s in the mail
W for when it lands, now I’m smoking on a L
No UK Phenergan, I’m sipping Indian, there’s nothing else
I’m smoking jealousy, up in the Cherokee like nothing smells
I was eleven when I first started watching out for twelve
You know it’s money over hoes My bro you hit it on the nail

I’m Alum Rock’s golden boy like Oscar de La Hoy
And I only rap the truth cause I don’t have a choice
Your boy caught a case and he flipped like a coin
My bro shot him close range just to prove a point
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
I can send my little bro to go slap him with a snub
I just heard your man puts his re-up in a glove
The pounds I just landed wouldn’t fit on a bus
I can’t go Dubai, I got packs in the sky
She tried my rings on the sly, almost got frostbite
My Cali line banging like the fourth of July
More pipes on my ride than a Scottish bagpipe
Back then we didn’t have MAC-10’s
You ain’t seen a muzzle on a dotty but I’ve slapped them
Now it’s penthouse parties from a crack den
They don’t want smoke like a Tesla’s back end

I’ll never fuck my brudda’s wife for all the money in the world
He said he keeping it a hunnid, can somebody bring a scale?
Ain’t it depressing when you’re stressing, all your money’s in the mail
W for when it lands, now I’m smoking on a L
No UK Phenergan, I’m sipping Indian, there’s nothing else
I’m smoking jealousy, up in the Cherokee like nothing smells
I was eleven when I first started watching out for twelve
You know it’s money over hoes My bro you hit it on the nail

Forty-two bags on my wrist, that’s awkward
Reach for it, end up on the news like Morgan
My four-ten’s ripping through shirts like Hogan
I play my cards right, no Texas Hold ‘Em
I told my worker “Put the volume down on the TV”
Take this four of each and go drop it off to Stevie
Same time labels in my DM’s wanna meet me
Next message down, a bad B wanna see me
I’m strapped right now cuz, whilst I’m spitting
If I’m lying I’m flying bro, this ain’t no gimmicks
I been screwing bitches like I work for Philips
This Trey’s full like I’m on them prison visits

I want the best in life
Push weight, I’m doing exercise
Paranoid, prayer ain’t the only time I’m looking left and right

I’ll never fuck my brudda’s wife for all the money in the world
He said he keeping it a hunnid, can somebody bring a scale?
Ain’t it depressing when you’re stressing, all your money’s in the mail
W for when it lands, now I’m smoking on a L
No UK Phenergan, I’m sipping Indian, there’s nothing else
I’m smoking jealousy, up in the Cherokee like nothing smells
I was eleven when I first started watching out for twelve
You know it’s money over hoes My bro you hit it on the nail

I want the best in life
Push weight, I’m doing exercise
Paranoid, prayer ain’t the only time I’m looking left and right
I want the best in life
Push weight, I’m doing exercise
Paranoid, prayer ain’t the only time I’m looking left and right

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