Boss lifestyle is the way that I live Do another show, spin it on fits Cars in the driveway, pounds in the crib Always stoned but I still handle business Schedule food, that’s how a billionaire

livin’ I rolled out one up, you could tell how it’s heatin’ A pound just came, you could smell from the kitchen A boss just ate, you could tell by the dishes My smoke too strong, I got everybody

lifted My pack too loud, what you smokin’ on whispers Yo bitch, just ain’t the same, mine’s different Hit Seattle for a few hours, just to kick it Your songs ain’t fuckin’ with mine, that’s my

opinion She gotta bring that money on time to get my attention She knowin’ I’m the one because of the cars driven Gotta hit the target every time I’m not attemptin’ Started off shy, hit

the weed, she actin’ friendly Roll him in the sky, brought a P for the visit Always stay high, and my T, always crispy 100 with that shit, you can miss me Put that little money up, it don’t impress me

Used to be my dog, now we act like the enemy You can’t hit my phone, you can’t hit the tree Got my money long, cause they shit for free Put a lot of Cush in the streets We all got somethin’ to

roll, everybody eats Now everybody roll, everybody know the air, uh Rollin’ in the bin, feelin’ chill like cover bill I don’t have my money, bad bitch, she petite I’m ridin’ your snitches,

missin’ bands on these jeans Met back before the seats, came across havin’ love I’m a pro, puttin’ out the car, ain’t no money Rollin’ out the boat, seein’ high smoke Ain’t got shit in the air, it ain’t

on the floor Always stay high, and my T, always crispy 100 with that shit, you can miss me Put that little money up, it don’t impress me Used to be my dog, now we act like the enemy You can’t

hit my phone, you can’t hit the tree Got my money long, cause they shit for free Put a lot of Cush in the streets We all got somethin’ to roll, everybody eats We all got somethin’ to roll, we all got somethin’ to roll