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