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99 Neighbors - Live a Little (Official Music Video)

Stream/download "Live a Little" now: https://99nbrs.lnk.to/livealittle Director: Simon Chasalow Executive Producer: Tony Pillow Prod. company: The Parallel Agency DP: Liam Reardon 1st AC: Max Riley 2nd AC: Felix Francisco Production designer: Josefine Cardoni Editor: Alex Peterson Color: Cameron Marygold PA: Andres Palou   / 99neighbors     / 99nbrs     / 99nbrs     / discord     / 99neighbors   https://99nbrs.com/ #99neighbors #livealittle #wygihig "Live a Little" lyrics: [Verse 1: Swank] Mama callin’ me like boy what state is you in? Travel all the time, you know my patience thin I’ll get my paper thick like that’s my golden rule, make them digits I done manifested this since dropping school, holy shit I Never go back to the darker days Never go back that way Damn I got bags to chase Blow pack to the face Got rats in the race, go find 'em Hoping things don’t end violent, don’t like sirens either Fuck that bitch delete her, If she hurt you leave her If she ain’t about your shit then why the fuck you need her I been blowing up stage and I might break the meter I might buy that two seater, spent my time with two liters Cocaine flow, that nose bleeder Cookin’ up on that new heater [Verse 2: Sam Paulino] Cold hearted, I’m never stressin’ shit More money more problems, this black excellence Back in my bag, back on the road Back to me blackin’ out on flows, screamin’ motherfuck the president (ay) Anything goes this year, I’m still sleeping on the floor this year My nigga hold my beer, back in my groove Shadow boxing the devil blindfolded, I stick and move When there’s way too many vultures in the room Check it, I’ve been that nigga since I hopped up off the porch Of course its that pretty mother fucker with the torch, you’re all welcome The apple never gets too far from the tree it fell from The rose that grew from concrete on this album (ay) If you hatin’, suck my dick from the back I never lack, I’m more focused than ever Never relaxed, semi-detached Pack bags, hit the high road, renovate for the better Only chance in hell that I can get recognition in heaven (bitch) [Verse 3: HANKNATIVE] So let me live, I’ve been givin’ all I can give I’m tryna breathe, in between sippin’ all I can sip Bitch get a grip, who’s the rawest off rip? Answer my question, saucing daily don’t get caught in the mix, this life a blessing Moving onto better things, wasn’t living right for a minute Angle my scope, fix my sights like a rifle I’m in it I’m after, past passes and some first class baggage I’m telling all these suits next to me I did it off rappin’ I’m bragging of course, haters get torched, the young hell spawn Don’t make me pull a motherfuckin’ belt on them niggas All that hating ain’t improving on your health, my nigga Being jealous never helped none of your wealth, go figure We keep it, most definitely doper than them, stories begin This a legacy it never could end, flow through my pen All these moments that I spent with my friends It all depends, what’s the most that you willing to lend?