[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm a live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f**k
Live my life, have my fun, smoke like I don't give a f**k
Live my life, have my fun, f**k that shit, you only get one
F**k that shit, I gotta sip some
I gotta bitch leaving, I gotta bitch coming (Aye)
I'm getting more pop on my skateboard,
Ni**as don't want me to pop like a bungee cord
I got my redbone hair gone
That Bugatti go skirt like the legs showing
You think you street? I'm a jaywalker
I'm a basket case, where the f**king lawyer?
Yeah, Tunechi lee in this motherf**ker
Ni**as f**k with me in this motherf**ker
I'm a smoke until I get lung trouble
And these... ni**as saying they the truth
But your pants on fire
Like I was born in the pool
I came up from the bottom
I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f**k
Keep a brand new bitch, bout to get her ribbon cut
Rich, but I ain't rich enough
Your bitch is down, you bitchin up
Rolls Royce, topless, [?]

[Verse 2: Euro]
Okay, live my life, have no fun, 'less you give my ni**as some
Live my life, what the f**k, can't recall me giving one
Live my life, have my fun, f**k like I don't give a f**k
And question, who the realest ni**as?
Okay, that's a given one
Well welcome to the murder show
Show starts when the curtains close
Pass the scalpel to me, on my open-hearted surgeon flow
Why are all these coppers trippin?
Bitches down there, searching clothes
Yeah, I'm drinking stupid
What the f**k you think I'm swerving for?
Look, I be with that ni**a from New Orleans
Who be asking if you heard me, even though he wasn't talking
Seen a straight chick do some dyke shit and didn't pause
And she was probably brokenhearted
I'm so gone, I probably caused it
I'm just saying
They ain't f**king with me
Bet they talking bout murdering me
But, look, Tune, I just don't see the killer in these ni**as
2Pac's hologram was realer than these ni**as

[Verse 3: T@]
I'm a get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f**k
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f**k
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don't give a f**k
Rudy Gays up on the coupe, and Black Mambas on the Truk
I'm a dream chaser for stacking cheddar
I'm in my Olympic Dream Team's Retros Number 7s
What you know about getting money?
Hop out the coupe, I got your bitch in there, I leave the engine running
I hit the block, talk shit, roll a few stogies
Pop a bar, kill a lil' time on my Rollie
David Copperfield, I make a hundred disappear
Like I know magic, but ball like Jordan
Ni**a hating on my new deal, James Harden
I guess cause I'm the shit, and you lil' ni**as fartin'
With the weed, I did coke numbers, real talk
A buck fifty every three months, real talk

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
W-T-F, what the f**k ni**a?
Tell them f**k ni**as get the f**k ni**a
Now who the f**k is with the f**k ni**a?
It's just us, it's just us ni**a
We the fuss ni**a
That's a plus ni**a
And we don't f**k with snitches trying to bust ni**as
So tell them f**k ni**as get the f**k ni**a
I'm a live my life, have my fun, skate like I don't give a f**k
Live my life, have my fun, act like I don't give a f**k
Get this money, live my life, and ball like I don't give a f**k
Smoke weed with the windows up
High as f**k, but inching up
Pussy ni**as tensing up
Are these ni**as men or what?
I got your bitch antenas up
You can judge us, but don't sentence us
Blow me like the wind would gust
We trukfit and we supered up
W-T-F, who to f**k?

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
And this, bitch I'm rolling with is cute
And her ass on fire
And the whole time, I ain't feel a tooth
Then I ate that pussy 'til I lost a [?] and I'm gone...