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Still rolling in my Elco on them thiz-angs Niggas fukking up. They ain't fukking with the pliz-anes Hits from the bong, Cali strong, got me feeling like I... Could kill a man, but I would rather kill a baseline These coke laced lines, too dope for most they turn their noses up Real niggas turn the music up more Lookin out the cracked windows, sound and the smoke Got u high off both. Drugs, audio. Yall ain't got the heart for it. Get ur cardio, in order bro Running for the money, pockets double-stuffed... Oreos Party over here. Bitches feeling like shit in the morning tho It's the shit! Life with the Jets, with fair warning. Hoe call who u gotta call before we be off I live far And ur phone mite not have bars Babydoll break that weed up for me I break u off something, have u running ur mouth, leading ur friends to me [Chorus:] Ahhh This is the life. Break down, then roll up. This is the life. Ahhh (lames catch feelings) This is the life. Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions) This is the life. Songtexte Motor under glass like a pheasant Jet plans under wraps like presents Stayed in my lane, gained leverage Executives checked my credit was merited We hustling together better than Going in blindly. Expectations not met Fools get ejected. Dropped like a Pharcyde record Gone into hiding like the canvas top of what I driving now Riding up the block they think I'm moving in the autobot Hop out, photo op. Scan for the cops. If they not about... Light something for the cool niggas Roll another one for the ride Keep that bag that's all u nigga. I'm out. On another mission, steady paper twistin Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention On another mission, steady paper twistin Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention [Chorus x2:] Ahhh This is the life. Break down, then roll up.(lames catch feelings) This is the life. Ahhh This is the life. Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions) This is the life Aus Songtexte Mania