Lyrics of 'Live Life' by Lil Wayne

What the fuck nigga
I’mma live my life, have my fun, act like I don’t give a fuck
Live my life, have my fun, smoke like I don’t give a fuck
Live my life, have my fun, fuck that shit, you only get one
Fuck that shit, I gotta sip some
I got a bitch leaving, I got a bitch coming
Ay, I’m getting more pop on my skateboard
Niggas don’t want me to pop like a bungee cord
Uh, I got my red-bone head gone
That bugatti go skirt, got the legs showin’

You think you street? I’mma jaywalk ya
I’m a basket case, where the fucking lawyer?
Yeah, tunechi li in this motherfucker
Niggas fuck with me in this motherfucker
I’mma smoke ‘em ’til I get lung trouble
And these niggas saying they the truth, uh, but your pants on fire
Like I was born in the pool, I came up from the bottom
I’mma live my life, have my fun, skate like I don’t give a fuck
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, it’s about to get titty fucked
Tune

Okay, live my life, have no fun, unless you give my niggas some
Live my life, what the fuck, can’t recall me giving one
Live my life, have my fun, fuck like I don’t give a fuck
And question who the realest niggas? 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 fuck you think I’m swerving for?
Look, I be with that nigga from new orleans

Who be asking if “ya 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 fucking with me
Bet they talking ’bout murdering me
But look, tune I just don’t see the killer in these niggas
2Pac’s hologram was realer than these niggas

Yeah, I’mma get this money, live my life and ball like I don’t give a fuck
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don’t give a fuck
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don’t give a fuck
Rudy gays up on the coupe, and black mambas on the truck
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 runnin’
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
Niggas hatin’ on my new deal, james harden
I guess cause I’m the shit and you lil’ niggas fartin’
With the weed I did coke numbers, real talk
A buck fifty every three months, real talk

W-t-f, what the fuck nigga?
Tell them fuck-niggas get the fuck nigga
Yeah, now who the fuck is with the fuck-nigga?
It’s just us, it’s just us nigga
Yeahhh, we the fuss nigga
That’s a plus nigga
And we don’t fuck with snitches trying to bust niggas
So tell them fuck-niggas get the fuck nigga
And I’mma live my life, have my fun, skate like I don’t give a fuck
Live my life, have my fun, act like I don’t give a fuck
Get this money, live my life and ball like I don’t give a fuck

Smoke weed with the windows up
High as fuck, but inching up
Pussy niggas tensing up
Are these niggas men or what?
I got your bitch antennas up
Money talks, your minutes up
You can judge us, but don’t sentence us
Blow me like the wind would gust
We trukfit’d and we supra’d up

W-t-f, who to fuck? Ahhhhh
Hahahaha, yeahhh, uhh man
And this bitch I’m rolling with is cute
Yeah, and her ass on fire
And the whole time, I ain’t feel a tooth
Then I ate that pussy till I lost a diamond
I’m gone