Drive It Like It's Stolen Lyrics

Celebrate living your life
I’m busy living my life, I’m busy living my life.
I’m f*cking busy living my life.

Driving in this whip, 100 mph, I’m lapping all these
rappers, so I know they gonna hate.
I used to have friends, now they’re all becoming
snakes, but I’m the undefeated leader like Alexander
the Great..
So you should think twice before you tamper with my
fate,
The truth is in the eyes, the answer’s in my face.
Ever since the Lord came and gave a nigger grace,
Should I feel the void in rapping, I ain’t leave an
empty space.
Food for your soul, peace to your mind,
Damn, I’m feeling old, I’m too deep for my time.
The end is getting near, my speech is like the siren
Malcom X with the rifle as I’m peaking through the
blinds.
Sick of old rappers, they should kick a bucket,
‘cause I’m the guy guys respect and girls fall in love
with.
I was never meant to have a cubicle grind,
Even Russel couldn’t explain my beautiful mind.

So put your damn hands up right away
Celebrate living your life.
‘cause you can lose it any day
Coming from the hood I know that’s right.
Just tell ‘em f*cking haters when they come around
That I’m busy living my life, I’m busy living my life
I’m f*cking busy living my life.

Put your hands in the skies, say “hell, yeah!”
If you’re feeling my vibe put your hands in the skies,
say “oh, yeah!” They're feeling my style, they're feeling my flow,
Girl from west, she high, she ready to go.

This rap game I own it, but I drive it like I stole it
Truthfully, a lot of rappers starting to sound like
Yonas.
Had a dream Eminem told me murder all my opponents,
Keep fighting ‘till I collapse and always sing for the
moment.
Party animal, hunting ‘till I’m the fullest
Catch me on your campus, shotgunning silver bullets
But also in the truck is shotguns and silver bullets
So haters better chill before I pop off bullet.
Fighting inner demons and winning, so I am righteous?
Your crew ain't nothing like us, you dudes are f*cking
up cyphers
This is not Mac Miller, this is that much iller
This is R I P hipsters, I’m a backpack killer.
They now say I’m one of the realest to ever done it,
They must be reading my future, ‘cause, homie, I just
begun it
And if they’re start at the end and they read without
skimming
And I say I’m having one hell of a beginning.

So put your damn hands and ride away
Celebrate living your life.
‘cause you can lose it any day
Coming from the hood I know that’s right.
Just tell ‘em f*cking haters when they come around
That I’m busy living my life, I’m busy living my life
I’m f*cking busy living my life.

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