Artist: Young T & Bugsey f/ Not3s Album: Living Gravy (S) Song: Living Gravy Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Not3s] Now we living gravy Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy Now we living gravy Now we living gravy Best believe I am the brudda that they are tryna be I am the brudda that they are tryna reach But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech Never lacking, B All now I'm in the place Bottles get popping when I am in the rave Scream "star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave Fought through the struggles and now I'm living great All my people living gravy, yeah [Bugsey] Don't spill no liquor on my ice creams Or my white jeans I'm a real drip machine Look like Virgil in these Off White Nikes Fuck the Y3's Nike boys on my team Like you just gotta weigh it up When I mean it's getting bait as fuck Who the fuck really debating us? T and Bugs got the maddest touch What's the problem? I'm a problem Man, I wish these niggas would stay in their lane NBA for life, never broke again I can turn your wife to a hoe again When you think she yours but I know she ain't She locked me on the telly, yeah I know it's game Think I hit the belly, hit the hall of fame Funny thing about it, I don't know her name Erica, Veronica it's all the same It's all the same [Not3s] Best believe I am the brudda that they are tryna be I am the brudda that they are tryna reach But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech Never lacking, B All now I'm in the place Bottles get popping when I am in the rave Scream "star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave Fought through the struggles and now I'm living great All my people living gravy, yeah [Young T] Alright I'm saucin' in them Alexander, walking in the wild Ball and then I drip, I'm never falling in 'em If I go over to your girl's house in the late night I leave suttin' waved 'cause she probably oceaned in 'em 'Cause I'm a star, check the life, check the ice Check the watch Pull up on the block I'm with Jenny from the block Pull up with the flock and spot a tiger with the crock Cooling with the yardies call me Teddy Bruckshot Come in the coupe We'll cut a roof and see who rhymes better B, I did it on my own Niggas didn't help I'm poppin' tags where you say it different from how it spelt Give me a minute with your body, I'll be gentle I ride winning in the Rolls, check the scores on the board Home visit, took the fizzy and they greet me with applause All I know is more, gimme more, want it all All I know is ball, going crazy in the mall [Not3s] Best believe I am the brudda that they are tryna be I am the brudda that they are tryna reach But I'm not the brudda that they can try and leech Never lacking, B All now I'm in the place Bottles get popping when I am in the rave Scream "Star in the hood" when I'm up in the rave Fought through the struggles and now i living great All my people living gravy, yeah Now we living gravy Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah Now we living gravy Sauce, sauce dripping like I'm living gravy, yeah Now we living gravy Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah And now we living gravy Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah [Outro] Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah Sauce, sauce dripping like I live in gravy, yeah