Best Life (Feat. Chance the Rapper) – Cardi B – letras

I’m living my best life, yeah, yeahI’m living my best lifeMade a couple Ms, you know (ah, huh)Said I’m living my best life, said I’m living my best lifeMade a couple Ms with my best friendsTurned all my Ls into lessonsYou see the whip pulling up, it’s like skrrtDreams filling up, I’m like skrrtI’m living my best lifeIt’s my birthday, at least that’s what I’m dressed likeI’m like Big Pop’ mixed with 2pac, I’m like Makaveli (yeah)You need some Little Caesar’s pizza, I be Hot & Ready(woo)Nigga, you a pussy and a rat, you like Tom & JerryNigga, you ain’t ballin’, you just talkin’that’s that commentary (huh)I was in the field, man, I slaved for this (yeah)Had to talk to God, dropped down, and prayed for thisTo my surprise, He replied, said, « You made for this »I seen the car I wantedthen I went and paid for it, cash cashHit the Tay-K, I hit the race, hit the dash dashThat’s when they came for me on Twitterwith the backlash »Cardi B is so problematic » is the hashtagI can’t believe they wanna see me lose that badThey talkin’ junk and they stink, these hoes mad trashI’m gigglin’, can’t let the devil have the last laughAin’t no more beefin’, I’m just keepin’ to myselfI’m my own competition, I’m competin’ with myself (brrp)I told y’all, I said I’m living my best life (woo)I told y’all, I said I’m living my best life (ayy)I made a couple Ms with my best friendsTurned all my Ls into lessons (skrrt, skrrt)You see the whip pulling up, it’s like skrrt (like skrrt)Dreams filling up, I’m like skrrt (like skrrt)I’m living my best lifeIt’s my birthday, at least that’s what I’m dressed like(Chance, The Rapper)You don’t like money, I can see it your eyeYou don’t like winning, I can see it in your tieBetter be careful with these womenwhen you trickin’, send it flyShe count money in her sleepand she don’t ever spend the nightBut she trappin’ and she hadto make it happen for her lifeDon’t be mad because she havin’ shityou had to try whole lifeWe had baggage on our flightwe had badges on our assesYou got passes in your lifeyou had gadgets on your bikeGod work magic, God work magicGod work magic in my lifeAnd that guap look like Iyanla’cause that bag just changed my lifeHey, y’all know good and damnwell I don’t want no champagneBut can we please get some more champagne?Police, no Andre, G like ‘VenchyReach like ‘Bron James, pep talk from Yoncé’Member my hands had ash like PompeiiNow they hold cash, won’t peak like DanteI told y’all, I said I’m living my best lifeI told y’all, I said I’m living my best life (ayy)I made a couple Ms with my best friendsTurned all my Ls into lessonsYou see the whip pulling up, it’s like skrrt(skrrt, skrrt, like skrrt)Dreams filling up, I’m like skrrt (like skrrt)I’m living my best lifeIt’s my birthday, at least that’s what I’m dressed likeI said I never had a problem showing y’all the real meHair when it’s fucked up, crib when it’s filthyWay-before-the-deal me, strip-to-pay-the-bills me’Fore I fixed my teeth, manthose comments used to kill meBut never did I change, never been ashamedNever did I switch, story stayed the sameI did this on my own, I made this a laneY’all gotta bare with me, I been through some thingsWent from small-ass apartments to walkin’ red carpetsPissy elevators, now every dress is tailoredThis some real-life fairy tale Binderella shitI got further than them hoes said I will ever getAnd that only goes to show that only God knowsI took pictures with Beyoncé, I met Mama KnowlesI’m the rose that came from the concrete in the RollsI’m like gold, I’m life goals, manI’m chosen, I’m floatin’, ayyI told y’all, I said I’m living my best lifeI told y’all, I said I’m living my best life (ayy)I made a couple Ms with my best friendsTurned all my Ls into lessons (hey, hey, hey, hey)You see the whip pulling up, it’s like skrrt (like skrrt)Dreams filling up, I’m like skrrt (like skrrt)I’m living my best lifeIt’s my birthday, at least that’s what I’m dressed likeSkrrt skrrt, going down right nowSkrrt skrrt, Jamie Foxx in your town, likeSkrrt skrrt, money piling up, manAll the blessings coming downYou don’t know ’bout nothingyou don’t know ’bout nothingYou don’t know ’bout nothingyou don’t know ’bout nothingI told y’all, I told y’all (You don’t know ’bout nothing)I t-, I told y’all, I told y’all (You don’t know ’bout nothing)Told y’all, I t-, I told y’all (You don’t know ’bout nothing)You don’t know (You don’t know ’bout nothing)