Life In the Pen (feat. Kodak Black) - Jackboy

Money talk, these diamonds on my cavity Money talk Money talk, these diamonds on my cavity Scoopin' up all my bitches out the magazine Cartier, my sight virtual reality Hoppin' up out the space coupe with no gravity I need me somebody to take the edge off Ten toes and they painted, they don't let me down Nigga that money old just like I'm Redd Foxx Swear we still gon' turn up when the Feds watch Nigga ain't got no love, ain't got no reasonin' Baby, I switched the sauce up every seasonin' Turned up in a coupe, they're goin' to Venus, yeah Jump up in that pussy with my feelings in it I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin' Fresh up outta jail, so I'ma leave it in Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect Them VVs in my mouth are platinum flawless diamonds Hopped out with that AP watch on like it's perfect timin' If that nigga dress like me he tryna ride tonight If that nigga dress like me, he tryna take a life I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh? You ain't understand me, I got more precise I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh Just got out today, already sent my dawg a kite Remember I was on that flight totin' pipes, out here rollin' dice Now I get a hundred K to rock the mic Got lil' baby eatin' Molly like it's Mike & Ike I just wanna fly, don't wanna die, so I be walkin' light (Walkin' light) I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin' Fresh up outta jail, so I'ma leave it in Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh? Ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh? I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh? Ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh? Just got out today, already sent my dawg a kite You ain't understand me, I got more precise

A nigga like one foot in, one foot out. This shit like a hopscotch, you know what I'm sayin'? Everything in my lyrics, is certain. You can be sure off. I was on a journey, in Virginia, as a virgin. I ain't even lose my virginity Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid I don't know how to write in cursive I'm poppin' checks but I gotta work 'em I'm in the bank line with the burple I be geeked up, Steve Urkel I don't want no money for my verses 'Cause I ain't get this money on purpose 'Cause I ain't even gotta get dirty My youngins go duffel up 30 (aye aye aye) I was in Virginia as a virgin (aye aye aye) Done did everything, snatch purses Did everything, burglerin' to murderin' Subpoena, yeah them crackers try to serve 'em You can go and tell my attorney that I don't even like to get verbally You can go ask my attorney this Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid Go and ask Trae at the Cash for Gold Pullin' out bags of gold like it's from Africa I was doin' everything I was snatchin' chains, now my album goin' two times platinum Young CEO, no managers This for all my niggas doin' calendars Everything orange, smoke cantaloupe Pop a nigga top, pop Adderall I don't see why we need algebra I be countin' money just to add it up In my mama name but it's my car When you street, in a day you just might fall I ain't never lackin', no not at all 'Cause I ain't tryna answer when God call Nigga couldn't surprise us like my fault If you got your guard off, where's Waldo Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah) So I put the new place in my mama name Still in the streets (yeah yeah) So it ain't no pressure get another chain Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah) Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid

First thang first, baby girl let's get acquainted My name Gucci Mane, baby tell me what you dranking That boy is a lame, he don't got no super game My name Gucci Mane and baby girl that's just a name Tell me who you came with and the reason that you came You don't need to be here girl you should be ashamed Baby let me help you, I'll be your shelter in the rain Let me be your doctor tell me where you feeling pain I can be your pill baby, I can keep you sane And I can be your whip, cause I can whip you off the chain I know you heard bout GuWop and my boys we off the chain I'm the boss at spilling sauce Cause Gucci don't know how to sang I'm at this point of my life, important part of my life I'm at this point of my life, that I don't really have time I'm at this point of my life, girl would you set me aside I'm at the point of my life, I'm having sex with your mind To all the hustlas world wide, and from coast to coast Put your glasses in the air and propose a toast Grab the pretty girl that you love the most Ladies grab your boyfriend, baby hold him close I got a girl from an Island and she love me mo Got another girl and she love my boat Got another girl love to sell my dope Got another girl love to buy me coats But they ain't you bae, no they ain't you babe It's just sum' else I can do when ain't nun to do babe See they ain't you babe, it's me and you babe And there ain't nothing else I can do but be with you, babe I'm at this point of my life, important part of my life I'm at this point of my life, that I don't really have time I'm at this point of my life, girl would you set me aside I'm at the point of my life, I'm having sex with your mind

Ha, it's Gucci, burr, go in, Mike WiLL Made It Well, I'm blowing kush, endorsin' it For those that ain't as fortunate I work my fork, I work my wrist Got babies like the orphanage Got cabbage like a cabbage patch Got collard greens and turtles, bitch I turn 'em in the turnin' lane I'm always in a foreign whip My trap boomin' like Boomingdale's A long line like you at the Ritz Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo, like Tony But won't give you 50 cent Red rubies on my Rolex bezel It look like I slit my wrist White diamonds like I'm Liberace Bitch, come here and Kiss my fist I use cristal for Listerine I brush my teeth with pure codeine I wash my face with bottled water Drink champagne straight out the bottle All my whips got superchargers All my hoes are supermodels He go hard but I go harder He faker than Harry potter. He try to turn up with two hundred ones He's make me Laugh I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga I don't fuck with no glass So many gualas in my pants, nigga It's makin' me sag And when I leave up out the lot, nigga Top in the trash So much money in my safe I don't think that I can close it So much money in my jeans I don't think that I can tote it Had a good day And then I went and bought a Roley Shorty brain me so crazy Had to tell the girl to hold it Got a college girl, just spoken words She think that she a poet When I smash the girl, just spoken words I have to keep her focused 'Bout to put me out the buildin' Cause I got them nosy neighbors Say I'm smokin' loud and they complainin' 'Bout the noise and fragrance Think I'm going through a phase Cause my verses are amazing Think I'm walking through a maze When I'm walking through the station Drawing pictures with my words While these other niggas tracin' Walking back and forth pacing Like my girl gon' have a baby. He try to turn up with two hundred ones He's makin' me laugh I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga I don't fuck with no glass So many gualas in my pants, nigga It's makin' me sag And when I leave up out the lot, nigga Top in the trash. When I pull up to the lot, aye All the hoes gon' drop, aye Like look at his watch, aye Like look at his car Look at his earrings Look at his his bling bling, aye That nigga stuntin', just damn near killed the scene Make bitches scream and faint, aye I just poured me up a pint, of that purple I don't like red You want to fight bitch, you might be dead, aye Red white white chalk, Some niggas in the rear with black hawks Counting so much damn green, hurt my damn thumb I was trying to fucking eat, bit my damn tongue. He try to turn up with two hundred ones He's makin' me laugh I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga I don't fuck with no glass So many gualas in my pants, nigga It's makin' me sag And when I leave up out the lot, nigga Top in the trash.