Live Lyrics - Singles - D-mac

(Verse 1: D-Mac) 

I figured I'd spit it for the doubters and critics 

Cuz when I drop this it's gonna get thousands of listens 

They like I know he got money dog but how does he get it? 

He aint never in the city look at how he be living 

That nigga always in NY, the A and up in Vegas 

Taking pictures and shit, on some rich nigga shit 

Come home like hmmm which bitch should he hit? 

Whomever I desire, I'm sure I'm who they admire 

I am flyer than a 5x7 there go that man again 

I swear to God yo they always asking what brand I'm in 

Bow Tie & brim, grinning winning like a champion 

Much dapper than rappers who be dressing like the mannequin 

Yuck, who's your stylist? You nigga's is not stylish 

All of you a joke, lame and you broke 

And got the nerve to hate on a nigga behind a hoe? 

Thats cool, the hood already know-ready know 

That I get fresh so fly could endorse the insect 

Dressed to impress, yes, I've been blessed 

Young baller should be on a box of Wheaties, all the wanna be's wanna be me 

Ill enough to call in work sick, throw'ed worst than the first pitch 

Shit, knew that was coming right after the first sip 

I been drinking and I been smoking this aint good for my health 

But bitch I'm high and I'm feeling myself, oh yea 

(Chorus: D-Mac) 

Yeah I'm live nigga 

I know you see me but you nigga's cant see me 

Boy I'm Live nigga 

Well respected, well known, nigga go and ask yo shone 

Boy I'm live nigga 

Whole click full of live nigga's 

That's why yo bitch wanna ride with us, and vibe with us come on 

(Verse 2: D-Mac) 

In the bad bitches girl talk's, your name don't surface 

You niggas is clowns, Universoul Circus 

Oooh, wheels down I just landed in yo town 

Where the good weed at? Bring a couple models round 

Roof top spot, it used to be the bottom bunk 

Got my dollars up, now I'm quoting Trey, Bottoms Up! 

Toast for the squad nigga all we got is us 

Make the chumps hate a mac, they act like Donald Trump 

Super future shades and some true religion denim 

Compliment this throwback jersey 

What you doing I done did it boy you tripping 

Nigga your whole life's my throwback thursday 

And ooh shit did I mention? 

My main dame badder than that student in detention 

Yo I do this for a living 

Got em' bitter teeth gritting, look at me look at me 

Do it big up in Liv I'm with Mr.Dupri, yee 

Shout out my nigga JD 

I swear I think I'm him whenever I don't think I'm Jay-Z 

Cuz money ain't a thang whatever the case may be 

Ballin like I'm KD 

You alright, but they see, you aint me 

Boy you ain't live nigga... 

Boy you ain't live nigga... 

You're nothing like me 

Ay yo I got the finest hoes cuz I'm live nigga 

And I rock the flyest clothes cuz I'm live nigga 

I'm breaking bread with my bro's thats live nigga 

Yeah the whole click trill and all of our diamonds real 

Boy I'm Live nigga, Ay boy I'm live nigga 

(Chorus:D-Mac) 

That's right I'm Live nigga 

I know you see me but you nigga's cant see me 

Boy I'm Live nigga 

Well respected, well known, nigga go and ask yo shone 

Boy I'm live nigga 

Whole click full of live niggas 

That's why yo bitch wanna ride with us, and vibe with us come on 

(Talking:D-Mac) 

It's D-Mac, 3-1 Live!!!!!!, Brownsub!!!!, Dade County nigga what's up!!!!! 

Tom Ford shades and a Tom Ford tux, I could talk Tom Ford I'm making Tom Ford bucks 

Holla