Living Right

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Livin'!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
n*gga, that's me in that nice-ass house
Butt-naked b*tch with a nice ass
Walking 'round saying "You got a nice-ass house!"
My phone keep ringing though, my bad
I think my girl got me on spy cam now
My homies call cocaine "White trash"
Charge you double just to take my trash out
I cannot f*ck wit' you b*tch, 'cause you gon' get a n*gga busted
Worrying 'bout the wrong things while I'm hustlin'
Put the di*k up in your mouth while it's runnin'
b*tch, don't ask no questions
Soon as I heard this a young n*gga killed it
'Cause I go too hard, I eat beats, mmm, scrumptious, delicious
Shoot you in your kidneys
I hope you see blood when you p*ssin'
We run up in your house on Christmas
And don't ask no questions
Just shoot whoever's present
While they open their presents
Oh please, Lord, forgive me
I just talked to my Reverend
Asked him if I'm the Devil
He said "That's these b*tches"
See, I'm from New Orleans
That b*tch is infested
Shootouts like the Westerns
Kill you and your bestie
Pay n*ggas to do it correctly
Two Ninas, they lesbians
I gotta shoot you with both or else one'd get jealous
I make money, not exceptions
Take pills like breath mints
She just get di*k and refreshments
Free all my dogs in corrections
We all we got, don't need extras
We don't expect sh*t
We don't get mad over pus*y
I'm probably lyin' in some pus*y
While fools out here dyin' over pus*y
And that's what I don't understand

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
'Cause a young n*gga livin' right
A young n*gga livin' right (Livin')
Yeah, a young n*gga livin' right
A young n*gga livin' right (You see me)
Don't get me wrong, I had to get it right
But now a young n*gga livin' right (Livin')
b*tches see me and start gettin' right
Because they know a n*gga livin' right
(You see me)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Standing on the top, I got a
Lot of observations
Young n*gga, lot of options
You, You...
Runnin' through a check
Buyin' all the champagne
Blowin' up the net
And settin' all the trends
Showin' n*ggas what's next
I was drinkin' coffee
Smokin' weed on the jet
Probably wit' your wifey
In the back for pillow talk
But we ain't talkin'
Gettin' top while ain't no top
Swear to God I had a chopper
Now the gun biz are the friends hoppin' out a helicopter
I be rollin' up the Doctor's wishes
Countin' up the money, kickin' out the b*tches
'Cause they all up on you, but be gone when it get real
b*tches ain't sh*t but a brick through your windshield
Shows in the evening
Business meetings in the morning
(Hooo)
Goons on deck, don't make a n*gga sick 'em on ya
(Go, go, go)
n*ggas talkin' sh*t
Gon' make a n*gga get pneumonia
Wrist so cold
Think it's sick and got Ebola
Crib so big
Got a b*tch in every corner
Joint smoke good
'Cause I showed her how to roll it
In the morning I got meetings with my lawyer
Arguments I'll never be a part of
Love pus*y and some good conversation
And that money, we'll never see a shortage
n*gga run up on me, he gon' be a goner
Bruce Wayne whip
I got a new favorite b*tch
I got a joint I just rolled that got a Liu Kang kick
I gotta do it big
That's just how I do things

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
'Cause a young n*gga livin' right
A young n*gga livin' right (Young n*gga)
A young n*gga livin' right
A young n*gga livin' right (You see me)
Don't get me wrong, I had to get it right
But now a young n*gga livin' right, ya (Livin')
b*tches see me and start gettin' right
Because they know a n*gga livin' right
(You see me)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
My homie got the pistol and he might spazz out
Lifespan, motherf*ckin' lifespan –
That sh*t all depend on how tonight pan out
Ooh, I swear these hoes ain't right man
I left my shady b*tch, I got a nice tan now
Red bandana in my right pocket
So if I pull the trigger I can wipe that down
I just put my gun up in her Coach bag
I won't hesitate to pull it right back out
Life coach? I don't need no life coach
To coach me through my motherf*ckin' ups and downs
Tell a b*tch "Don't ask no questions"
My money so old
I tell my new money "Respect your elders"
I'm startn' to get jealous
Of my own reflection
The young n*gga sexy
A young n*gga healthy
A young n*gga flexin'
I'm countin' my blessin's
"Achoo," "God bless me"
"Thank you," "You welcome"
I talked to my Reverend
Asked him if there's a Heaven
A Heaven for a G, because me and my Gangstas
Done done it all, but never tell
He say “We already in Hell”
I say “Ain't that a b*tch”
'Cause I work too hard, but still thankful as if
This sh*t came as a gift
I just pray for my n*ggas that's out here still slangin' that sh*t
Keep my distance, I can't take that risk
I hope they understand

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
'Cause a young n*gga livin' right
A young n*gga livin' right (livin')
Yeah, a young n*gga livin' right
Oh a young n*gga livin' right, mm (you see me)
Don't get me wrong, I had to get it right
But now a young n*gga livin' right (livin')
b*tches see me and start gettin' right
Because they know a n*gga livin' right, yeah
(You see me)