Life Goes On

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I like just how you move around And she a lil' freaky bitch, ready to get down But she a lil' thot hoe, I can't cut- Ay Dak, turn this shit up (Lucky3Rd) I like just how you move around And she a lil' freaky bitch, ready to get down But she a lil' thot hoe, I can't cut that She steady blowin' up my phone, so I had to block that I mix Patrón with the Henny, so it's finna go down We pop up at your party, don't nobody make a sound (bip-bap) I'm rockin' all designer, catch me riding through your town (yeah) Back then life was fucked up, I like how I'm living now I've just been through so much situations They just lie to me And they ain't give a fuck 'bout what I did They wasn't proud of me And never showed no love, 'cause you don't need 'em They all doubted me They hittin' up my DM, like: "You remember me?" (ay Dak, turn this shit up) But you ain't fuck with me, so why you tryna fuck with me That fake shit, yeah, don't fly with me Broad, they get yo' shit wacked on front street, where them demons be They can run, but they can't hide from me I make some calls, they killed for me I'm hopping pane to pane Gettin' that bag, that's how it's supposed to be But they don't like me, so they want to fight me They just wish that they could live like me They want to be like me And we be on that gang shit, that YSH, that switch shit 4:00 a.m., we turnt up in this bitch, there ain't no sleepin' shit So I'ma really hold it down, she say she got me But I hope that she don't play around (hope that she don't play around) Nothing to be played around, we move in silence Yeah, we don't even make a sound (we don't even make a sound) (Ay Dak, turn this shit up) I like just how you move around And she a lil' freaky bitch, ready to get down But she a lil' thot hoe, I can't cut that She steady blowing up my phone, so I had to block that I mix Patrón with the Henny, so it's finna go down We pop up at your party, don't nobody make a sound I'm rockin' all designer, catch me riding through your town (yeah) Back then life was fucked up, I like how I'm living now She like just how I do it, how I do it, how I do it She thinkin' that I'm cupid, that I'm cupid, that I'm cupid But bitch, you're really stupid, really stupid, really stupid I'm deep up in this music, in this music, in this music (Ay Dak, turn this shit up) I ain't never stop, all I did was improve I was just a hothead, never up in school AP's wasn't fucking with me, we was breaking rules My junior year I lost my Momma, then dropped outta school My mindset was fucked up And I ain't know what to do And hit me, out of know where, like bullseye (out of nowhere) And I ain't know what to do but cry (but cry) It never get better, gotta wait up on your time Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah