Live - D-Mac

I figured I’d spit it for the doubters and critics

Cuz when I drop this it’s gonna get thousands of listens

They like I know he got money dog but how does he get it?

He ain’t never in the city look at how he be living

That nigga always in NY, the A and up in Vegas

Taking pictures and shit, on some rich nigga shit

Come home like hmmm which bitch should he hit?

Whomever I desire, I’m sure I’m who they admire

I am flyer than a 5×7 there go that man again

I swear to God yo they always asking what brand I’m in

Bow Tie & brim, grinning winning like a champion

Much dapper than rappers who be dressing like the mannequin

Yuck, who’s your stylist?

You nigga’s is not stylish

All of you a joke, lame and you broke

And got the nerve to hate on a nigga behind a ho?

Thats cool, the hood already know-ready know

That I get fresh so fly could endorse the insect

Dressed to impress, yes, I’ve been blessed

Young baller should be on a box of Wheaties, all the wanna be’s wanna be me

Ill enough to call in work sick, throw’ed worst than the first pitch

Shit, knew that was coming right after the first sip

I been drinking and I been smoking this ain’t good for my health

But bitch I’m high and I’m feeling myself, oh yea

(Chorus: D-Mac)

Yeah I’m live nigga

I know you see me but you nigga’s can’t see me

Boy I’m Live nigga

Well respected, well known, nigga go and ask yo shone

Boy I’m live nigga

Whole click full of live nigga’s

That’s why yo bitch wanna ride with us, and vibe with us come on

(Verse 2: D-Mac)

In the bad bitches girl talk’s, your name don’t surface

You niggas is clowns, Universoul Circus

Oooh, wheels down I just landed in yo town

Where the good weed at?

Bring a couple models round

Roof top spot, it used to be the bottom bunk

Got my dollars up, now I’m quoting Trey, Bottoms Up!

Toast for the squad nigga all we got is us

Make the chumps hate a mac, they act like Donald Trump

Super future shades and some true religion denim

Compliment this throwback jersey

What you doing I done did it boy you tripping

Nigga your whole life’s my throwback thursday

And ooh shit did I mention?

My main dame badder than that student in detention

Yo I do this for a living

Got em' bitter teeth gritting, look at me look at me

Do it big up in Liv I’m with Mr. Dupri, yee

Shout out my nigga JD

I swear I think I’m him whenever I don’t think I’m Jay-Z

Cuz money ain’t a thang whatever the case may be

Ballin like I’m KD

You alright, but they see, you ain’t me

Boy you ain’t live nigga…

Boy you ain’t live nigga…

You’re nothing like me

Ay yo I got the finest hoes cuz I’m live nigga

And I rock the flyest clothes cuz I’m live nigga

I’m breaking bread with my bro’s thats live nigga

Yeah the whole click trill and all of our diamonds real

Boy I’m Live nigga, Ay boy I’m live nigga

That’s right I’m Live nigga

I know you see me but you nigga’s can’t see me

Boy I’m Live nigga

Well respected, well known, nigga go and ask yo shone

Boy I’m live nigga

Whole click full of live niggas

That’s why yo bitch wanna ride with us, and vibe with us come on

It’s D-Mac, 3−1 Live!!!, Brownsub!!!, Dade County nigga what’s up!!!

Tom Ford shades and a Tom Ford tux, I could talk Tom Ford I’m making Tom Ford

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