A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, Young Thug – Might Not Give Up

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie feat. Young Thug – Might Not Give Up Lyrics

Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, baby
Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, uh
Y’all just love me for my⁠..

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wake up everyday next to different b**ches
Now I’m still thinking ’bout the times I was wit’ ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up

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Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin’ up next to different b**ches
Nine times out of ten I probably won’t miss her
N**gas want the juice so they movin’ like Bishop

Eliantte got me iced out, yeah, yeah
I ain’t nothin’ like a rapper, I’m a artist
Hundred for a show is light now, light-light
And I need my money right now, swear to God, yeah
F**k a forty, with a knife I’m crazy
He was frontin’, left blood on the pavement
I was never that boy you should play with
That’s word to my dawgs, I’ma stay rich
I’m livin’ the good life, no complainin’
Porn stars in my backyard like the slave ship
Took a blue pill, feel like I was in the Matrix
S**t is too real, it get hard for me to fake it

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wake up everyday next to different b**ches
I’m still thinking ’bout the times I was wit’ ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin’ up next to different b**ches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won’t miss her
N**gas want the juice so they movin’ like Bishop

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Rock star lifestyle, rock star wife for the ride-ride
Rock star for real, love life
Might ball, still won’t be a lifetime, hey
Take the Rolls Royce and the Ferrari, b**ch, it’s time, yeah
Take the spoon and f**kin’ peel his motherf**kin’ eyes out
I’m a real mobster, I’m a kind one
I been shinin’ out the rough, I’m a diamond
F**k it, walk inside the club, change climate
Y’all tellin’ on each other, pigs rhymin’
Ain’t no scrubs ’round me, we all climbin’
Ain’t no subs in the back, I got to find one
‘Bout to sign to her p**sy with my right hand
Yellow stones in the bracelet like a sinus
Gave the dawgs all a ‘Ghini when I signed ’em
I don’t know how to keep her, she albino
SS to a million because how the way she get on top and ride that
Oh, woah, Minnesota rider girl
Yeah, I could color all your stones like tie-dye
Get a dermal, put a stone on your side eye
‘Cause I done sold over a million pies, yeah, yeah

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Taking out her air, f**k a pull-up
Your stomach ain’t there, baby, good luck
Welcome her to Barbie life

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
I just bought a Range with the peanut butter guts
Put some Forgiatos on a pickup truck
Eldorado Bronco up in Colorado

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wake up everyday next to different b**ches
I’m still thinking ’bout the times I was wit’ ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
Rock star lifestyle might not giνe up
Wakin’ up next to different b**ches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won’t miss her
N**gas want the juice so they movin’ like Bishop

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Taking out her air, f**k a pull-up
Your stomach ain’t there, baby, good luck
Welcome her to Barbie life

Rock star lifestyle might not give up
I just bought a Range with the peanut butter guts
Put some Forgiatos on a pickup truck
Eldorado Bronco up in Colorado
Yeah-yeah…

➤ Written by FATBOI, Gucci Mane, Plies, Nick Mira, Young Thug & A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Album: Artist 2.0
Produced by Nick Mira
A Boogie wit da Hoodie | Young Thug | 2020

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