Then turn around and follow Tip
My life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got love for the game
Seems as though you lost sight
(Oh)
We gon' post up on the top spot
Got my mind on my money
Ignore 'em 'til they fade away
So live your life
Can't say I don't deserve to take a break
Their record sales just hollow tip
And all you ever did was take away
Look in the mirror and keep on shinin'
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
(Hey)
(Oh)
Ain't got no time for no haters
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day
The life, my life
Just livin' my life
I will never lose
(Oh)
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
(Stop lookin' at what you ain't got)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
So keep on gettin' your paper and keep on climbin'
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
It has an area the shade of gray
So live your life
Just live your life
I brought back to the hood
Livin' the life, the life
And rappers nowadays are comedy
Amazin' they ungrateful
Just livin' my life
I pray for patience but they
Just live your life
My life
(Hey)
Your values is a disarray prioritizin' horribly
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
So live your life
Just live your life
(Hey)
(All my soldiers over there in Iraq)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
I'm livin' my life, my life
But ay, I'm not in love with all of it
Still I love 'em in a crazy way
My life
After all the game I gave away
Just livin' my life
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Impartial to the politics
You steady chasin' that paper
(Hey)
For you cats to get paid today
My life
Them checks into your bank account
(Oh)
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
If that don't work and all else fails
My life
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Got my whole team with me
Come walk in my shoes
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Hey)
(Oh)
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Even if I left today and stayed away
Just live your life
And you up out of poverty
You still be wastin' days away
My life
Start bein' thankful for what you do got
(Oh)
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And watch my future fade away
I never been a hater
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
And the swagger of a college kid
I'm livin' my life, my life
It ain't that black and white
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Of what's important when depositin'
You steady chasin' that paper
Consider them my protégé
If you really want to
Whoever havin' problems with
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
Safe to say I paved the way
(Oh)
Allergic to the counterfeit
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
They violate in a major way
You'd rather see me catch a case
My life
I'm Westside anyway
No tellin' where it'll take ya
Not move away 'cause they afraid
My life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Been thuggin' all my life
Grab a nigga by the collar quick
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Like I once made 'em spray
And I'll never stop it
You're gonna be a shinin' star
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
(Hey)
Instead of bein' gracious
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
My life
What you make? And what kind of car you in?
In the Windmill City
My life
And see the way I'm livin'
Immaculately polished
Let's give it to 'em baby girl, hey
Now had I never saved the day
(Is be thankful for the life you got, y'knowmsayin?)
My life
You steady chasin' that paper
(Hey)
Homage I think they should pay
So live your life
(Hey)
(Hey)
Articulate, but still'll
(Oh)
Just live your life
My life
(Ay, this a special what's happenin' to all my)
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Ain't got no time for no haters
(Oh)
My life
You're gonna be a shinin' star
Just livin' my life
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Unhappy with the riches 'cause you're piss poor morally
Could do without the fame
And we mighty full of ourselves
My life
Got everybody watchin' what I do
Back and forth with the arguin'
(E'rybody right here, what you need to do)
Hey, never mind what haters say
The hootin' and the hollerin'
Make me wanna melt they face away
(Hey)
My life
My life
(Hey)
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Oh)
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
(Oh)
Just live your life
Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., EMI MUSIC PUB. LTD., JANICE COMBS PUBLISHING INC, YOGA FLAMES MUSIC
All of a sudden, aren't we?
Just live your life
Now I could make 'em put the K's away
Some say they sold the yay'
I'm the opposite of moderate
You're gonna be a shinin' star
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
Just live your life
Just livin' my life
Just livin' my life
Ain't got no time for no haters
My life
Just live your life
Just livin' my life
I do it how I wanna do
(Hey)
Where you from? Who you know?
'Til the game ends, 'til the clock stop
With the spirit of a hustler
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ignorin' all prior advice and forewarnin'
Songwriters: Dan Balan, Clifford Harris, Makeba Riddick, Justin Gregory Smith
My life
(Oh)
Some move away to make a way
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
Just livin' my life
And I'm not goin' away