Music Video
DJ Discretion - Lifestyle ft. Youngn Lipz & Hooligan Hefs (Official Video)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Discretion
12-String Electric Guitar
Hooligan Hefs
Vocals
Youngn Lipz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Discretion
Composer
Hooligan Hefs
Composer
Youngn Lipz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Discretion
Producer
Open Til L8
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Discretion on it
YL, he flowin'
All lil' mama over there, she starts to zone in
Look around, I think everybody notice
This some new shit, but we gotta keep it goin'
I stay with, go make that, get your own
You stand tall hold, that throne
No doubles, don't know why they try to clone me
Old things, swear they always try to phone me
[Verse 2]
Stepped in drippin', I'm the water
If she a keeper, I'ma stall her
Bend her round the goal like I'm Carter
And she call me papi, I'm not father
[Verse 3]
Gotta keep my eyes on my back
We all know the feds, they never lack
Tryin' to keep my mind on the track
Lads still posted in the trap
I stay ready in the moment
Lifestyle gettin' so important
Might give a opp boy a Trojan
Like in the movie Troy, they ain't even know it
Whole team with it, got extendo for the boldest
I ain't a elder, but I'm feelin' like the oldest
If they speak about me, why they speakin' on the low then?
We ain't gotta talk, just set it up, we let it blow then
We stay winnin', man, they foldin'
I still pray up for the wrong things
And she think a Youngn really chosen
Left you in the dust, and now you frozen
[Verse 4]
Discretion on it
YL, he flowin'
And lil' mama over there, she starts to zone in
Look around, I think everybody notice
This some new shit, but we gotta keep it goin'
I stay with, go make that, get your own
You stand tall hold, that throne
No doubles, don't know why they try to clone me
Old things, swear they always try to phone me
Stepped in drippin', I'm the water
If she a keeper, I'ma stall her
Bend her round the goal like I'm Carter
And she call me papi, I'm not father
[Verse 5]
If you see me last year, I belong to the state
Now my work rate ridiculous, I'm shuttin' down states
Yeah, my life full of sin, I hope they let me through the gates
'Cause my lifestyle gang, but I still keep faith
Still keep that in case we gotta do it today
To see me in the club that's at least twelve K
My brother doin' up six and he's soon out the cage (Free him)
I'm still splashin' his account, so we's doin' this way
Now I'm livin' comfy, all the girls love me
I swear there was no love when we were in Jumanji
Back when I was shuttin' down traps with the pumpy
I was lookin' at a brick, somehow I got lucky
I keep the ball rollin', my brothers never foldin'
One car got the straps, the other car patrollin'
Guns still blowin', my bank account swollen
Now we bustin' out the murk, no more hoppin' out the Holden
(And that's facts)
[Verse 6]
Discretion on it
YL, he flowin'
And lil' mama over there, she starts to zone in
Look around, I think everybody notice
This some new shit, but we gotta keep it goin'
I stay with, go make that, get your own
You stand tall hold, that throne
No doubles, don't know why they try to clone me
Old things, swear they always try to phone me
Stepped in drippin', I'm the water
If she a keeper, I'ma stall her
Bend her round the goal like I'm Carter
And she call me papi, I'm not father
Written by: DJ Discretion, Hooligan Hefs, Hubi, Youngn Lipz
