[Verse 1 - Skrapz]
I'm on some summertime shit
Henny in the cup, A/C's in the whip
Blue flag hanging out my pocket, blue kicks
Got me looking like a Crip
Rollie on my wrist got me looking like I'm rich
I be stunting in the city
Bailey came through in the drop-top, he be moving like he's Diddy
Me, I'm in the passenger, moving like I'm Biggie
Medusa on the frames
D&G tee and my pinky finger sparkle like a glass of champagne
I come through looking like a brick of cocaine
The bitch said she's never seen a star in broad day
Catch me chilling with my n***as on the strip in Brick Lane
Up in Brick Lane with a glass of rosé
The bitch telling me she feels wet, I'm like rain
She's tryna tell man about MDMA
I said "Nah baby girl I smoke weed, I'm okay"

[Chorus - Nisha Ricke]
I'm living my life, I'm living my life
Only God can judge me
I was born to be somebody
I'm living my life, I'm living my life
Only God can judge me
I was born to be somebody
[Verse 2 - J-Man]
I come through like anytime
Summertime, come look frozen
Swear to Skrapz, that brudda weren't joking
I'm living my life, just tryna get a clear view
Like Pac, staring at the world through my rear view
Bible and Quran for my n***as on remand
Calm, I'm back by popular demand
Fresh home, back like Skrapz Part II
Today I'm in all white, looking like a bowl of hard food
Getting rid of weight but I ain't getting thin
Everything's clean and pressed like I'm going gym
Summertime we stay fresh, you and your n***as stay stressed
You stay bless and beat like it's safe sex
But we don't rock it hardly, straight Gucci and Versace
I'm AJ'd out, got everybody in Armani
I'm here focusing on work like I'm going colly
Word round town, still them Church n***as going hard

[Chorus - Nisha Ricke]
I'm living my life, I'm living my life
Only God can judge me
I was born to be somebody
I'm living my life, I'm living my life
Only God can judge me
I was born to be somebody