Living Good (R.I.P. Jen) - Problem, Iamsu!, Nipsey Hussle

I’m living good, why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?

Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had, nigga

Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out

Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out

I came back with some better rhymes

Bigger name, bigger chain and better rock

As I operate the enterprise

Real nigga, first mil, you re-energize

Fake gone, real finna rise

Niggas wouldn’t believe all the bad bitches I done been inside

Beating the odds, ain’t a bigger prize

Kill me off 'fore I live a lie

I’m living good, why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?

Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had, nigga

Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out

Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out

My phone won’t stop ringing, Fat T keep on hitting me

The homie just got his head knocked off on Century (fuck)

To us that’s fucked up, to the opps that’s a victory

15 years later still fuck with me, mentally

Won’t let it get to me (roll up), the weed it be fixing me

Off of 6 O’s like wit Biggie and where Nipsey be

What?!

Let me break it up, life like dice, time to shake it up

What?!

(Diamond) I’m living life, boy

And she bust it open for the right boy

The devil think we got a price, boy

It’s on you if you gonna prove them right, boy

Diamond light, Mr light nigga

Chained up, turning up like them white niggas

I’m doing me, why you mad?

What’s the gripe nigga?

I hit the weed then I run the light nigga

Shots

I’m living good why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?

Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had nigga

Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out

Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out

Light the weed, then I levitate

We in this here to innovate

We’ll let all you other niggas emulate

Survival in this shit, that’ll make 'em whine

Wait a minute, what the fuck is your problem?

You got a fucking problem?

I know what your problem is

You got nothing better to do with your life

But I’ll give you a fucking real problem

Chachi, talk to these motherfuckers

Let me, let me loose, let me, let me loose

Throwing fingers out the roof, motherfuck a truce

HBK, Diamond Lane, we hit our squad goals

Don’t need you niggas for nothing as far as our squad goes

In that pussy, diving deep, no goggles

Chachi, Paparazzi, count a million with his eyes closed

Bad Lucc, Kool John, P-Lo, Sage the Gemini

Cali outcast, so lets drop a fucking 'Quemini

Never put a bitch over the business 'cause these women lie

Why?

'Cause these women lie, 'cause these 'cause these women lie

Drop this shit and kill these niggas like it’s genocide

Never ill-advised, please respect my business mind

'Cause all this shit pimping to me

This rap game, only thing I see different is me

And I don’t talk about it, I just go Nike on a nigga

Ask Su, he done see me go hyphy on a nigga, it’s the crew

Never catch us with our hands out, only bands out

See us coming, pull 'em cams out, ch-ch-cheese

White bitches, on they knees, Thelma and Louise

Yell it out on three, «Fuck my enemies»

Yell it out on three, «Fuck my enemies»