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Quin NFN – How I’m Living

How I’m Living – Quin NFN Lyrics, Letra:
Ay, hold on, ay

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my dick tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank nigga get off your dick, if you not on your shit then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this shit he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my niggas be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me but boy I got a stock and a fifty
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas of Fendi (Armani)

Won’t ever stop at the top till I’m drivin’ a billi (Skrrt) [?] time for the titties
She think she givin’ me top but she toppin’ the Glizzy, new drive real white not Henny
Runnin’ from cops on the block but you not finna get me, gon’ slide with the mob till [?] (rrrah)
Trippin’ on broke ‘cause I know that they not finna fear me, on point but you not finna kill it
These niggas pussy, these niggas ain’t fit for the pressure, bitch I keep a stick for the pressure
No pocket rocket I got it to fit in a sweater, my young nigga blizzin’ whenever
[?] bad on your dick better get it together, inefficient is forever (okay)
[?] was a hoe tryna stick it together, now we livin’ better forever, yeah

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my dick tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank nigga get off your dick, if you not on your shit then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this shit he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my niggas be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me but boy I got a stock and a fifty
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas of Fendi (Armani)
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