More Life - YBN Cordae, Q Tip

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life, more life

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life (Yeah) more life (Okay)

I ain’t dropped a song in a year, my fans is happy to wait

Designer music, turned my album in fashionably late

But, damn, the timing perfect

My last classic was dedicated to finding purpose

Still don’t think that I get the credit that I’m deserving

But last week, we was just hooping with Kyrie Irving

I been focusing on things that seem not as urgent

Like staying true to my core

These basic things they saying you should ignore

Who could afford the price of fame?

But honestly, what is we doing it for?

My happiness, I’m still pursuing the source

Laid my life over these lucrative scores

Document struggles that we choose to endure

And they wonder why the young niggas looting the stores

Damn, but this a real nigga declaration

Got my advance and spent that shit like it was reparations

Won’t always understand my moves 'cause this is chess we playing

I talked to Q-Tip 'bout stacking blue chips, he said—

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life, more life

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life, more life

Now listen, uh

Manifestations from my thoughts and my dreams

So often it seems prophetic, although caution it brings

I’m waking up in cold sweats with no sex, although vexed

My energy I gotta protect, where will I go next?

Back to conclusions that I made in the past

Much prior to the current present, early stages of rap

When I had just wanted to make it in rap

Now fast forward to pass torches, a nigga got the game on his back

Carrying loads, at the same time burying foes

Peep my catalog and marvel at my various flows

My girl a tennis star, you niggas out here marrying hoes

Plus, I be selling out shows in different area codes, but check it

My premature premonitions are part of my existence

To every page that is written, this pen with such conviction

Listen to music, it’s obvious that the substance missing

A lot of tests comes to those to whom much is given

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life, more life

When I think it’s all she wrote, looking through my holy quotes

Looking for the antidote, and I think I’ve found that it’s life

Life, my nigga, it’s life, more life

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More life, more life

It’s life, it’s life (It's life)

It’s life, it’s life, it’s just life