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Quin Nfn – How I’m Living Lyrics

“How I’m Living” Quin Nfn


Ay, hold on, ay

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my d--- tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank n---- get off your d---, if you not on your s--- then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this s--- he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my n----- be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me but boy I got a stock and a fifty
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas of Fendi (Armani)

Won’t ever stop at the top till I’m drivin’ a billi (Skrrt) [?] time for the t------
She think she givin’ me top but she toppin’ the Glizzy, new drive real white not Henny
Runnin’ from cops on the block but you not finna get me, gon’ slide with the mob till [?] (rrrah)
Trippin’ on broke ’cause I know that they not finna fear me, on point but you not finna kill it
These n----- p----, these n----- ain’t fit for the pressure, b---- I keep a stick for the pressure
No pocket rocket I got it to fit in a sweater, my young n---- blizzin’ whenever
[?] bad on your d--- better get it together, inefficient is forever (okay)
[?] was a hoe tryna stick it together, now we livin’ better forever, yeah

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my d--- tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank n---- get off your d---, if you not on your s--- then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this s--- he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my n----- be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me but boy I got a stock and a fifty
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas of Fendi (Armani)


Quin Nfn Lyrics