[Intro]
Yeah, 1-7
1-3-1-7, yeah
Mi-, man

[Chorus]
Miss me with that, with that high school shit
With that high school shit
N***a look what I did, I don't gotta prove shit, I don't gotta prove shit
N***a look at my bitch
I don't have to pay her bills, she already hood rich
N***a look how I live, look how I live

[Verse]
Yeah
Look how I, look how I live...
Brown liquor in the fridge...
Some things you just won't understand...
Time Warner, I got hoes on demand
Comcast, I got hoes on demand
What does that say about me as a man?
Okay, too caught up, two daughters
Hope they never fall in love with a guy like I am
Couldn't settle for the place I was placed inside of
Had to come up out it
I was too unhappy, had to do something 'bout it
You can't do nothing 'bout it
Everybody, but you going off in your project
And you call it your comeback, fuck that
N***as caught me slippin' once
Now I'm looking out on all fronts
I'm really up there with 'em, I'm not a little guy
Ask Ty Ty, that's a big name drop
I only met him a couple times, but them discussions was pretty clear
I got different peers, rappers come and go
We see 'em dissapear
It's not a race, it's a marathon
Just give it a year or something
Let me get the game figured out
I come at these n***as brains when I drop, woah
Woah!
[Chorus]
That high score shit
N***a look what I did, I don't gotta prove shit, I don't gotta prove shit
N***a look at my bitch
I don't have to pay her bills, she already hood rich
N***a look how I live, look how I live