[Intro: Lyn Charles]
Charles (Uh-huh)
I'm home (I'm home)
While I'm in your crib with your bitch (Damn)
Aw, nigga, don't trip (Nope)
Aw, nigga, don't trip, Charles
[Verse 1: Lyn Charles]
Plain Lucini with cabbage and fettuccini
Niggas'll sell they soul for Mavado (To the devil)
To diablo, young as hell
These hotel parties with hoes that don't know me well
I'm a studio name, only roll with three homies (Charles)
Fuck them niggas that owe me
One carry, the other two follow up like cronies
Never mind, true real lifestyles of a nigga
Without a brain now
Party in Okinawa
Photoshoot in 'bout an hour or two, bitches wanna shower
Star power
Only watch for my foes, fuck the niggas that know
Keep a small circlе like Hannah Montana followers
On the road
[Chorus: Lyn Charles]
Look at thе life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Polo vest, one-X
Whirlwind, one girlfriend, no ex
That might be kinda farfetched
Confident, never brag about how good I sex
Surrounded by flashy lights and the famous
For shizzle away from genocism and gangbangers
Valet park in Denmark like I was Danish
She wanna vacay, so I reservate on Uranus
Draped in Versace, know it's purple label
But if this was '96, we was Jiggy and Foxy
Spectators try to invade us inside the lobby
Don't say cheese, we throw cheese at paparazzi
Now snap that
While these pretty bitches stalk a nigga like NASDAQ
I be in a NASCAR smokin' on that Iraq
No actor, just a chiropractor
Bringin' it back to where she want it at, hey
[Chorus: Lyn Charles]
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life (Charles)
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
[Verse 3: Lyn Charles]
It's BBC Slim (Uh-huh)
So many stars on the picture, it's hard not to see 'em (Uh)
It's hard not to wanna be 'em
With every great flower
Comes a nigga that wanna see you in mausoleums
Get you tilted like the Leaning Pisa
More awaited than the fall of Rome
Depicted like Mona Lisa
Continuations of hotel parties, gettin' Lisa to moan frequent
Hands up on my pistol, just real-nigga thoughts
Had a nigga thinkin' it was 1984, yeah
To kill a mockingbird, those were just dreams
Tequila with a Mossberg
Aspirations to get the sixth ring
Crowned Sir Charles, but I still wanna be the king
And niggas gotta watch more than the throne
'Cause when you got a lot, niggas connecting the dots to your home
[Chorus: Lyn Charles]
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
[Outro: Lyn Charles]
Charles
Shout out to the world for listening to me on this one
This some more pimp shit, uh
The life that I'm livin', livin', livin'
The life that I'm livin', the life that I'm—
The life, life that I'm livin'
The life that I'm livin', the life that I'm livin'
Charles, the life that I'm livin'
