feat. 2 Chainz
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Verse: 2 Chainz)
Woke up this morning, use the flow, where’s my ashtray?
A butt as a toaster, Shawty got that Bombay
Caramel Sunday, I met her on Sunday
If sex is a weapon I think her feelings comet
Laying on the carpet, now the neighbors knocking
‘Cause no I’m not a Flintstone but yea the bed rockin
Chicken teriyaki, mix it with some sake
Yea I sound cocky but damn I call nightly
Automatic start, I don’t car keys
Suma cum laudae, yes I rep the A
But backyard came with a label
Front yard game with a gate
And I’m a star, I see none of these niggas’ face
Kush and caviar
Might move like the mobs and valet park once you be
I got TV’s in the crib, I got TV’s in the wheel
Oh yea this the life so I’m livin it up
This for the girls in high school that wasn’t giving it up
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Verse: 2 Chainz)
Woke up this morning, use the flow, where’s my ashtray?
A butt as a toaster, Shawty got that Bombay
Caramel Sunday, I met her on Sunday
If sex is a weapon I think her feelings comet
Laying on the carpet, now the neighbors knocking
‘Cause no I’m not a Flintstone but yea the bed rockin
Chicken teriyaki, mix it with some sake
Yea I sound cocky but damn I call nightly
Automatic start, I don’t car keys
Suma cum laudae, yes I rep the A
But backyard came with a label
Front yard game with a gate
And I’m a star, I see none of these niggas’ face
Kush and caviar
Might move like the mobs and valet park once you be
I got TV’s in the crib, I got TV’s in the wheel
Oh yea this the life so I’m livin it up
This for the girls in high school that wasn’t giving it up
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 1)
Living my life ‘cause my future’s just lookin so good
I’m bout to go where I told you I would
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
(Hook – part 2)
I just wanna drive my whip
With my homies, my chains, my chick
I pray you don’t get mad at me
I’m a Midwest boy, I’m just… living my life
