Lyrical Breakdown of How I Live - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "How I Live" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Yea And this for all my fans who been fucking with my music for a lil' minute I don't know what's wrong with these niggas Woke up this morning in the Lotus Hotel Look out my window and I'm staring at the hills I'm moving up, shit finally getting real How I feel I should be up there less than a year I gotta get it nigga knowing what it is Got a family counting on me so you knowing whats the deal Draw down, give it up, nigga knowing what the drill Young nigga I'm just tryna get a mill I'm from Baton Rouge where they wildin' off the pills You ain't from where I'm from You don't feel how I feel Everyday strapped up You don't live how I live Police killing us and the police getting killed I got so many niggas waiting on an appeal Most of my niggas dead and we still shedding tears Watch ya homeboy he fake, he ain't really real Shit I ain't trippin' I'm just focused on my career Just stopped by Booma, bought a 9 with a dick it 32 shots in the Glock I won't be a victim Ain't no waiting I'm a shoot 'til a nigga tempt me When I up two tips out the clip zip em Show us the pack, try to tax, you know the rip 38 baby I put on for them young niggas Tell them niggas we the motherfucking sickest in the city And we don't do no motherfucking scare business Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas 'til the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas 'til the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends In my zone going hard right now I won't stop 'til the top where I'm going right now I ain't lying I'm going in it's my time right now All day working I ain't taking calls right now KD got the cannabis card, where the smoke at? In California I'm with Eli we on Fairfax Walking out the Supreme store with two bags Make that shit, spend that shit, get it right back Montana asking everybody where the hoes at Kill time smoking dro where the laws at? Hollywood Boulevard walking with that sack To tell the truth I'm living it up, I'm just stating facts When I spit I'ma snap when I'm on the track Another youngin' fucking with me tell me where he at (Another youngin' fucking with me tell me where he at) Ain't from where I'm from, live how I live Yea Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas 'til the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends Where I'm from it get wicked shit real No you ain't safe where I live Any age you can get killed Gunshots broad day where I live Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail Running with the same niggas 'til the end NBA Gang la familia, no we don't do no friends