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lirik lagu rubzofficial – living good (ft. jong)

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[chorus: rubz & jong]
i’m cooking up myself some dinner man i’m living good
i’m living life how i wanna just like a rapper should
i’m smoking dutchies that i rolled myself i’m living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could
i’m putting in the time lil’ homie i’m living good
i’m trapping and finessin’ i just hit another jug
i profit with my n-ggas everyday we living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could

[verse 1: rubz]
was busy balling now i’m back to rapping
desean jackson, always a threat to making sh-t happen
oneofone i couldn’t handle the saddest faction
you looking for some facetime, but i’m busy trapping
you all talk lil’ b-tch, let me see you in action
ya see i’m good with the pen, but can never depend
on anybody any given day it’s outta hand
you gotta do it yourself, not to mess with the plan
i don’t f-ck with n0body
got no trust in n0body
you only get one life
don’t f-ck with ya body
the fish ain’t ready for these waves on the center stage
dame dollar with the cross, i set em ablaze
smoking strong and your music sounding seven days
i tend to tear the place down when they let me rage
i won’t stop til’ i’m banking off it, cause i’m too legit
searing up steak, salmon, scallops, and that tuna fish

[chorus: rubz & jong]
i’m cooking up myself some dinner man i’m living good
i’m living life how i wanna just like a rapper should
i’m smoking dutchies that i rolled myself i’m living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could
i’m putting in the time lil’ homie i’m living good
i’m trapping and finessin’ i just hit another jug
i profit with my n-ggas everyday we living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could

[verse 2: jong]
20 years and i’m whippin’ the coop
drop top, so the haters could view
up now, we ain’t thinking bout’ you
ya b-tch on my d-ck and she swallowing too
counting bands til’ my fingers turn blue
wake up, cake up, what i do (cash out)
then i go f-ck on my b-tch (drip)
i drop the top on my whip (swerve)
sauce god with the fits
all green, g.smith
b-tch i be ballin’ like kobe
out of the country, ginóbili
i’m cashing out with my brodies
tell her go f-ck on my homies’
she say “you k!lling me slowly”
wait b-tch, you don’t know me
after money, coming straight for the throat
double digits, water whippin’ the boat
peter fischer, just like murder, she wrote
murder my d-ck in the back of her throat
yea i’m a king like jong is on the throne
flash out houdini, he whippin’ the bone
free all the hitta’s who ain’t coming home
rip tookey, ya presence was known
questioning me? but i ain’t inditin’
y’all n-ggas was beefin’, my n-ggas was snipping
my n-ggas is viper striking in the bricks
18, with the sigg on my hip
aunt jemima, how i’m whippin’ the mix
i ain’t say nothing bout’ touching no bricks
hunnit band juggin and bands what i flip
my n-ggas gorillas they taking ya b-tch

[chorus: rubz & jong]
i’m cooking up myself some dinner man i’m living good
i’m living life how i wanna just like a rapper should
i’m smoking dutchies that i rolled myself i’m living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could
i’m putting in the time lil’ homie i’m living good
i’m trapping and finessin’ i just hit another jug
i profit with my n-ggas everyday we living good
i’m out here balling everyday i know you wish you could

[outro: rubz and jong]
hollup’
(aye, aye, aye)
i’m coming down imma roll up another wood
(y’all already know who the f-ck it is man)
(ooo, ooo, ooo)
no way you f-cking wit me, but i wish you would
(don’t f-ck wit me bruh, hahaha)
(aye, aye, aye)
20 years, and i’m whippin’ the coop
(ooo, ooo, ooo)
up now, we ain’t thinking bout’ you

jay