Problem – Living Good (R.I.P. Jen) lyrics

I'm livin' good (good)
Why you wanna see me doin' bad, nigga? (see me doin' bad)
Your bitch just left (just left)
Say it's the best night she done ever had, nigga (what)
Ho stop lyin' (stop lyin'), real bitches holla out (yo yo)
Nigga stop lyin' (stop lyin'), r r real niggas holla out (yo yo)

Lah, I came back with some better rhymes
Bigger name, bigger chain and better rock (woo)
Lah, as I operate the enterprise
Real nigga first mil you reenergize (yeah)

Fake gone, real finna rise
Niggas wouldn't believe all the bad bitches I done been inside
Beatin' the odds ain't a bigger prize
Kill me off 'fore I live a lie (ya)

I'm livin' good (good)
Why you wanna see me doin' bad, nigga? (see me doin' bad)
Your bitch just left (just left)
Say it's the best night she done ever had, nigga (what)
Ho stop lyin' (stop lyin'), real bitches holla out (yo yo)
Nigga stop lyin', real niggas holla out (yo yo)

My phone won't stop ringin'
Fat T keep on hittin' ('sup brah?)
The homie just got his head knocked off on Central (fuck)
To us that's fucked up, to the opps that's a victory
Fifteen years later still fuck with me mentally
Won't let it get to me (roll up)
The weed, it be fixin' me off of six O's like will big you and Nipsey be (what, what)
Let me break it up, life's like dice, time to shake it up (what, what)
(Diamond) I'm livin' life boy (life boy)
And she bust it open for the right boy (right boy)
The devil think we got a price boy (price boy)
It's on you if you gonna prove 'em right boy, yeah
Diamond light, Mr. Light nigga
Chained up, turnin' up like the white niggas
I'm doin' me, why you mad, what's the gripe nigga?
I hit the weed then I run the light nigga (at a car sign like that)

(Shots) I'm livin' good (good)
Why you wanna see me doin' bad, nigga? (see me doin' bad)
Your bitch just left (just left)
Say it's the best night she done ever had, nigga (what)
Ho stop lyin' (stop lyin'), real bitches holla out (yo yo)
Nigga stop lyin', r r real niggas holla out (yo yo)

Light the weed then I levitate
We in this here to innovate
We'll let all you other niggas emulate
Survival in this shit, that'll make 'em whine

Coño man, what the fuck is your problem, man?
You got a fuckin' problem?
I know what your problem is
You got nothin' better to do with your life
But I'll give you a fuckin' real problem
Chachi, talk to these motherfuckers

What, let me, let me loose
Let me, let me loose
Throwin' fingers out the roof, motherfuck a truce
HBK, Diamond Lane, we hit our squad goals
Don't need you niggas for nothin' as far as our squad goes
In that pussy divin' deep, no goggles
Chachi Paparazzi count a million with his eyes closed
Bad Lucc, Kool John, P-Lo, Sage the Gemini
Cali outcast so let's drop a fuckin' 'quemini
Never put a bitch over the business 'cause these women lie
What? 'Cause these women lie, 'cause these, 'cause these women lie (yeah)
Drop this shit and kill these niggas like it's genocide (woo)
Never ill-advised, please respect my business mind
'Cause all this shit pimpin' to me
This rap game only thing I see different is me
And I don't talk, dawg, I just go Nike on a nigga
Ask Su, he done see me go hyphy on a nigga, it's the crew (what)
Never catch us with our hands out, only bands out
See us comin', pull 'em cams out, ch ch cheese (thank you)
White bitches on they knees, Thelma and Louise (thank you)
Yell it out on three, "fuck my enemies"

Whoever I check, game tight, check
Cash up, cheque, go, ready, set
Right back on some new shit, they ain't ready yet
Yell it out on three, "fuck my enemies"