Ain't Livin Right Lyrics - Future

I need therapy for the retail today I spent thousands, ayy 

I'm gonna get my head clouded on 

whatever memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy) 

(I'm not goin' anywhere Nico) 

Put away every problem (Tryna put away my problem) 

I don't sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em) 

I be livin' life all wrong (I be livin' life wrong) 

I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah) 

I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah) 

I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah) 

I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah) 

I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh) 

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I ain't livin' right (Nah) 

We from different sides (Sides) 

I done sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind) 

I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes 

We got rich, hey, and I still got mob ties (Mob ties) 

Never sober, I always be high (High) 

I be most likely bangin' a nine (Bangin' a nine) 

Ain't no question, my niggas gon' ride (Gon' ride) 

You a bitch, you throw rocks and go hide (Go hide) 

I just mixed the Ciroc and some red 

Couldn't pick one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide) 

Hit my niece, then I talk to the don (Talk to the don) 

Got a new Bentley, seat can massage (Massage) 

In the P.H., just me and my niggas we alright (Alright) 

On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long flights (Long flights) 

Damn, I forgot her name, only fucked her for one night 

To give my Rollies rage, know young Gunna ain't living right 

And they put away my problems 

I don't sell drugs, I cop em' 

I be living life all wrong 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) 

Photos 

Forgiatos spinnin' 

They look like my diamonds 

Bitch my Glock got a twin 

Man thats two times 

I'm on two percs again 

Something don't feel right 

But this shit real right, slatt 

This shit real right? uh 

This that pure white crack 

Yo might need that 

Lord knows she needed then nickle blows to function 

This that new Maybach, I'ma speed in it 

Roll some tree in it 

Fuck a freak in it 

I'm a do me in it 

Timid, all these niggas timid, uh 

All these niggas pussy 

Codeine in my sippy cup 

I chug it, don't sip a lot 

Your bitch on my dick a lot 

I guess that's not your bitch, uh 

Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's, funny 

Perky in my brain I'm a junkie 

I'm, not a, dummy 

Lotta cash, I'm a dummy 

I'm a, spaz 

Chopper leave your ass in the quick past 

Everyday I dash to the quick cash 

I get that 

Gun on my hip, I can't risk that 

Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back 

And they put away my problems 

I don't sell drugs, I cop em' 

I be living life all wrong 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yeah) 

I ain't livin' right (uh) 

I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) 

Tryna put away my problems 

I got drugs, can I cop em? 

I've been livin' life wrong (yeah) 

I've ain't livin' right at all