(Action!) Damn, can't a bitch live? All the shit that I did I been gone for years And, bitch, I'm still here Never had to beg, I hustle for mine (Mine) Never was a time I wasn't in line Wasn't gon' shine, was in my prime 'fore I was in my prime Plus I keep them 10s with me, take a dozen and prime And tell Mouse, he could put it on my tab though First bitch in Miami with the slab, hoe Bought it with my own cash though That's why I gotta act a asshole Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) All the shit that I did (All the shit that I did) Eastside Doin' it for years I'm just tryna live And I'm still here That all? Can't a bitch live? Damn, can a nigga live? Pistols in the couches, I got cameras in the crib (Watch) Charlie on Collins, pullin' the Phantom up to Liv I'm with my shooter, not no cameraman, it's cannons in this whip Hop out with the baddest, if it ain't foreign, it don't attract us (It don't) Put some cheese on your head and your team not even the Packers Askin' us could you live? That's takin' a step backwards I was blastin 'Can I Live' with my pistol on me in traffic They ain't tell me 'bout all this money, guessin' they left that part out 8,000 when I walk through, get your wifey when I walk out (Come here) If you ain't mentioning seven figures, nothing to talk 'bout Dom P, we pour out like Ma$e' group, I go 'All Out' (Harlem) You wonderin' why every time I hit your bitch, she call out Bloggers be in my business so I be askin' for all mouth Lot of weed in my section 'cause I don't need to be stressin' Now I'm easily flexin', Trina got her a question (Answer this) Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) (East, can I live?) Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) All the shit that I did (All the shit that I did) Doin' it for years And I'm still here Can't a bitch live? Ted DiBiase, wanna see the body I told him he could look if I could see the 'Gatti Ass hangin' off Ducatis, initials stitched in the seats of the Maserati Middle finger to the paparazzi, your mama hate me, but your papa got me On South Beach doing Hot Pilates And don't try me like you ain't got a copy Of my latest shit, respect the lyrics of the bitch who made this shit Always on some major shit, I love the money, it's like we in a relationship Still on the porch eatin' tater chips Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) Damn, can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?) All the shit that I did (All the shit that I did) Doin' it for years And I'm still here Can't a bitch live? (Can't a bitch live?)