Mad Macks, Hollow Visions - How Ya Livin' Lyrics

I ride waves
Cause my pen write tsunamis
Keep the flow real steady even when the water choppy
Shouts to drastik for every record that he chopping
Shouts every chick who make sure that the toppy is always sloppy
For everybody that be bumping me
I fuck with you
Appreciation going way above the roof
Even when my
Defense mechanisms show you different
I swear to God that's why I get so distant
I know that there's a difference between listening and comprehension of ones intentions
people speak more when u say less it's a trip
And so is life
I seen people I did right do me the dirtiest
And I seen people that I wronged show me
That it could be a lesson if you learn from it
Light kush let the stress burn with it
Six digit checks any less I ain't concerned w it
Brown skin with success like a big ass flex
What's best is they ain't even heard of us yet
That's that low-key money buddy
From little East Los to another foreign country
And I still feel I ain't been in it that long
But I still put my city on like a dodger fitted
Write songs for the simple fact that time ticking
How I'm living
Making money making music
Making up for all the times we couldn't do this
I played it cool now give me my undivided
Attention
Before I start up
I start a riot
Discord disconnected
The devil's climate
Drank from the water so still
I'm parasotic
No I'm parasitic
Yo baby independent
Got me looking for the truth and shit
But I don't know what truth is
Truth is
I been hard pressed to really do shit
Move kid
Only thing left for you is music
And I'm just really pushing for the light light yeah
These clouds hanging over me
I ain't been right right
And I can go get it on my own own yeah
In her room fucking
Like we own that home
It's like the world keep turning
These bills keep coming
It's like every year closer to death just make me vomit
It's like every foot in my mouth
That lead to better wordery
Six years talking my shit
You never heard of me
Master of the coup de grace
Smashed glass molotov
First person to dream
In the fam
Let me set it off
Till we rolling rich
In the keys so easy
Hood hood baby
In the benz still greasy
VH1 special what's behind those EPs
Eyes like Lucy in the sky like ET
Smiles only money can buy
That EBT
Smiles only money can buy
That EBT

I ride waves
Cause my pen write tsunamis
Keep the flow real steady even when the water choppy
Shouts to drastik for every record that he chopping
Shouts every chick who make sure that the toppy is always sloppy
For everybody that be bumping me
I fuck with you
Appreciation going way above the roof
Even when my
Defense mechanisms show you different
I swear to God that's why I get so distant
I know that there's a difference between listening and comprehension of ones intentions
people speak more when u say less it's a trip
And so is life
I seen people I did right do me the dirtiest
And I seen people that I wronged show me
That it could be a lesson if you learn from it
Light kush let the stress burn with it
Six digit checks any less I ain't concerned w it
Brown skin with success like a big ass flex
What's best is they ain't even heard of us yet
That's that low-key money buddy
From little East Los to another foreign country
And I still feel I ain't been in it that long
But I still put my city on like a dodger fitted
Write songs for the simple fact that time ticking
How I'm living
Making money making music
Making up for all the times we couldn't do this
I played it cool now give me my undivided
Attention
Before I start up
I start a riot
Discord disconnected
The devil's climate
Drank from the water so still
I'm parasotic
No I'm parasitic
Yo baby independent
Got me looking for the truth and shit
But I don't know what truth is
Truth is
I been hard pressed to really do shit
Move kid
Only thing left for you is music
And I'm just really pushing for the light light yeah
These clouds hanging over me
I ain't been right right
And I can go get it on my own own yeah
In her room fucking
Like we own that home
It's like the world keep turning
These bills keep coming
It's like every year closer to death just make me vomit
It's like every foot in my mouth
That lead to better wordery
Six years talking my shit
You never heard of me
Master of the coup de grace
Smashed glass molotov
First person to dream
In the fam
Let me set it off
Till we rolling rich
In the keys so easy
Hood hood baby
In the benz still greasy
VH1 special what's behind those EPs
Eyes like Lucy in the sky like ET
Smiles only money can buy
That EBT
Smiles only money can buy
That EBT