A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Might Not Give Up (ft.Young Thug)

[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They just love me for my lifestyle
Baby, I know you love me for my lifestyle
Know you love me for my

[Chorus 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Wake up everyday next to different bitches (Bitches)
Now I'm still thinking bout the times I was richer (Richer)
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me litt up
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Yeah)
Wakin' up every night next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won't miss her (Yeah)
Niggas want the deuce, so they movin' like bishops

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Diamonds dancing when the lights out, aw
I ain't nothin' like a rapper, I'm an artist
Fifty four show is light now, light-light
And I need my money right now, swear to God, yeah
Fuck a forty with a knife I'm brazy
He was frontin', left blood on the pavement
I was never that boy you should play with
That's word to my dawgs I'ma stay with (Stay with)
I'm livin' the good life, no complainin' (Complainin', yeah)
Pornstars in my backyard like the slave ship (Slave ship)
Took a blue pill, feel like I was in the Matrix (Matrix)
It was too real, they can offer me the fakest

[Chorus 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Wake up everyday next to different bitches (Bitches)
I'm still thinking bout the times I was richer (Richer)
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me litt up
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Yeah)
Wakin' up every night next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won't miss her (Yeah)
Niggas want the deuce, so they movin' like bishops

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Rockstar lifestyle, rockstar wife, ra ra
Rockstar for that low life
My balls soon will be a lifetime, hey
Take the Rolls Royce and the Ferrari, bitches time out
Take the spoon and fuckin' peel his motherfuckin' eyes out
I'm a real mobster, I'm a kind one
I been shinin' out the rough, I'm a diamond
Fuckin' rock inside the club, change climate
Y'all tellin' on each other, pink rhymin'
Ain't no stories 'round me, we all climbin'
Ain't no subs in the back, I got to find one
'Bout to sign to her pussy with my right hand
Yellow stones in the bracelet like a Sinus
Yeah the dawgs own a 'Ghini like I signed 'em
I don't know how to keep it, see I mind them
SS to a million because how the way she get on top and ride that like
Oh, woah, Minnesota rider (Girl)
Yeah, I could color all your stones like tie-dye
Yeah, the door will put a stone on your side eye
'Cause I'm so low, million five, yeah, yeah

[Chorus 2: Young Thug]
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Taking out the air, girl don't pull up
You stabbed me, gang death, girl good luck
Welcome to the Barbie life
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
I just bought a range with a green butter guts
Just a Forgiatto on a pickup truck
Air the Bronco out, in Colorado

[Chorus 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & Young Thug]
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Hey, woah)
Wake up everyday next to different bitches (Bitches)
I'm still thinking bout the times I was richer (Richer)
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me litt up
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Yeah)
Wakin' up every night next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won't miss her (Yeah)
Niggas want the deuce, so they movin' like bishops

[Chorus 2: Young Thug]
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Taking out the air, girl don't pull up
You stabbed me, gang death, girl good luck
Welcome to the Barbie life
Rockstar Lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
I just bought a range with a green butter guts
Just a Forgiatto on a pickup truck
Air the Bronco out, in Colorado

[Outro: Young Thug]
Hey