lirik lagu tyler, the creator – what ya life like [freestyle]
[intro]
what’s ya life’s like? what’s ya life like? (put you in place)
what ya life’s like? what ya’ life li~
what ya life’s like? what ya~ (put you in place)
yeah, yeah, uhh, they, f~ck
alright, uhh, yeah
[verse 1]
they ask me if i’m tyler, the nasty
n~gga that used to be in seventh grade watching the grass, see
but y’all n~ggas in ya whips, with ya rings, and ya hat, with the brims, rolling right past me
but i could give a f~ck less about what you doin’
who you ‘screwin, who you booin’
i got these b~tches brewin’ in my gold pots, you could see the rolex, but your watch
see them gold supers, but you won’t stop
i’m in that bape sh~t, all that bathing ape sh~t
that sh~t that make you think my superman hoodie is cape, sh~t
you on that fake sh~t, that true religion, abercrombie, postel
n~gga my t~shirt is pastel
my n~gga i pass well, well pass, and i pass that f~cking class well
and when your b~tch see me she be like “oh my gosh you’re skinny but man you’re so swell”
i’m like “i’m so swole”, this bape sh~t is so old, older than the ice cream shoes i have that’s growin’ mold
and they say ace~ee a g~nius, i said i play piano, make songs, a big p~n~s
is what i have too, listenin’ to neptune, sh~t, i’m never mars or venus, you seen this
my 3~d glasses still the cleanest, eeness, ~n~s, n~gga you could paint this, here’s a mothaf~ckin’ brush
all you n~ggas ‘runnin, but i’m still not in a rush and i’m winnin’
no braces on but i’m grinnin’
don’t believe in god but i’m ‘sinnin, hinnen, he~man and she~man and he~man and he’s dead
y’all want the rest but i’m still chillin’ in a mothaf~ckin’ minivan, like
what it do, what it do, f~ck you and ya crew, of to the death, nah
y’all know i do thill, y’all rap ya sentence to the death, n~gga this of until, until
and n~gga, that’s real, and n~gga i’m raw, i’m bigger than my b~lls
freezin’ cold, eighty~six degrees, heat on me, with ya b~tch screamin’ out my name, gaggin’ on her knees
and n~gga i’m reez, eatin’ mothaf~ckin’ ice cream reeses pieces
n~gga i’m the ceasest, i’m the sh~t, you can call me ace the creator aka, a thesis
i’m eatin’ like a feesus
[outro]
hahahaha, what the f~ck is my problem, f~ck
ayo, i’ma let this one right out though
i’ma~ i’ma let the keys f~ck up the drugs, ya know?
a~c~e, o.f.m, bangin’ on your fm, yes
it was all a dream, now i got my own magazine
word up, heh, i’m out, peace
heh, b~tch!
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