A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Might Not Give Up lyrics

[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Y'all just love me for my lifestyle, baby
Y'all just love me for my lifestyle, uh
Y'all just love me for my⁠—

[Chorus 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wake up everyday next to different bitches
Now I'm still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin' up next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten I probably won't miss her
Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Elliante got me iced out, yeah, yeah
I ain't nothin' like a rapper, I'm a artist
Hundred for a show is light now, light-light
And I need my money right now, swear to God, yeah
Fuck a forty, with a knife I'm crazy
He was frontin', left blood on the pavement
I was never that boy you should play with
That's word to my dawgs, I'ma stay rich
I'm livin' the good life, no complainin' (Complainin', yeah)
Porn stars in my backyard like the slave ship
Took a blue pill, feel like I was in the Matrix (Matrix)
Shit is too real, it get hard for me to fake it

[Chorus 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wake up everyday next to different bitches
I'm still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin' up next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won't miss her
Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Rock star lifestyle, rock star wife for the ride-ride
Rock star for real, love life
Might ball, still won't be a lifetime, hey
Take the Rolls Royce and the Ferrari, bitch, it's time, yeah
Take the spoon and fuckin' peel his motherfuckin' eyes out
I'm a real mobster, I'm a kind one
I been shinin' out the rough, I'm a diamond
Fuck it, walk inside the club, change climate
Y'all tellin' on each other, pigs rhymin'
Ain't no scrubs 'round me, we all climbin'
Ain't no subs in the back, I got to find one
'Bout to sign to her pussy with my right hand
Yellow stones in the bracelet like a sinus
Gave the dawgs all a 'Ghini when I signed 'em
I don't know how to keep her, she albino
SS to a million because how the way she get on top and ride that
Oh, woah, Minnesota rider girl (Girl)
Yeah, I could color all your stones like tie-dye
Get a dermal, put a stone on your side eye
'Cause I done sold over a million five, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Young Thug]
Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Taking out her air, fuck a pull-up
Your stomach ain't there, baby, good luck
Welcome her to Barbie life
Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
I just bought a Range with the cream-butter guts
Put some Forgiattos on a pickup truck
Eldorado Bronco up in Colorado

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & Young Thug]
Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Hey, woah)
Wake up everyday next to different bitches
I'm still thinking 'bout the times I was wit' ya
Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin' up next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten, I probably won't miss her
Niggas want the juice so they movin' like Bishop

[Outro: Young Thug]
Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
Taking out her air, fuck a pull-up
Your stomach ain't there, baby, good luck
Welcome her to Barbie life
Rock star lifestyle might not give up (Woah)
I just bought a Range with the cream-butter guts
Put some Forgiattos on a pickup truck
Eldorado Bronco up in Colorado
Yeah-yeah