Living Gravy (feat. Not3s) - Young T & Bugsey Lyrics




[Not3s:]

Now we living gravy

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy

Now we living gravy

Now we living gravy



Best believe

I am the brudda that they are tryna be

I am the brudda that they are tryna reach

But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech

Never lacking, B

All now I'm in the place

Bottles get popping when I am in the rave

Scream "star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave

Fought through the struggles and now I'm living great

All my people living gravy, yeah



[Bugsey:]

Don't spill no liquor on my ice creams

Or my white jeans

I'm a real drip machine

Look like Virgil in these Off White Nikes

Fuck the Y3's

Nike boys on my team

Like you just gotta weigh it up

When I mean it's getting bait as fuck

Who the fuck really debating us?

T and Bugs got the maddest touch

What's the problem?

I'm a problem

Man, I wish these niggas would stay in their lane

NBA for life, never broke again

I can turn your wife to a hoe again

When you think she yours but I know she ain't

She locked me on the telly, yeah I know it's game

Think I hit the belly, hit the hall of fame

Funny thing about it, I don't know her name

Erica, Veronica it's all the same

It's all the same



[Not3s:]

Best believe

I am the brudda that they are tryna be

I am the brudda that they are tryna reach

But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech

Never lacking, B

All now I'm in the place

Bottles get popping when I am in the rave

Scream "star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave

Fought through the struggles and now I'm living great

All my people living gravy, yeah



[Young T:]

Alright I'm saucin' in them Alexander, walking in the wild

Ball and then I drip, I'm never falling in 'em

If I go over to your girl's house in the late night

I leave suttin' waved 'cause she probably oceaned in 'em

'Cause I'm a star, check the life, check the ice

Check the watch

Pull up on the block

I'm with Jenny from the block

Pull up with the flock and spot a tiger with the crock

Cooling with the yardies call me Teddy Bruckshot

Come in the coupe

We'll cut a roof and see who rhymes better

B, I did it on my own

Niggas didn't help

I'm poppin' tags where you say it different from how it spelt

Give me a minute with your body, I'll be gentle

I ride winning in the Rolls, check the scores on the board

Home visit, took the fizzy and they greet me with applause

All I know is more, gimme more, want it all

All I know is ball, going crazy in the mall



[Not3s:]

Best believe

I am the brudda that they are tryna be

I am the brudda that they are tryna reach

But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech

Never lacking, B

All now I'm in the place

Bottles get popping when I am in the rave

Scream "Star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave

Fought through the struggles and now i living great

All my people living gravy, yeah



Now we living gravy

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah

Now we living gravy

Sauce, sauce dripping like I'm living gravy, yeah

Now we living gravy

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah

And now we living gravy

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah



[Outro:]

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah

Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah


Living Gravy (feat. Not3s) lyrics !!!