Life Goes On

[Intro] Yeaaaa I had it up too here, dear Disappear, ya hear, uh [Verse 1] Money makes the world go round Pussy'll make it all fall down Faster than an AK don't fuck around Or air out your laundry in the same town I know it's niggas going through this shit right now Keep your head, hands and ya feet above ground If you can't trust a hoe don't bring her round Leave her where you beat her, she'll line ya Only see her with your heater And I ain't saying all of 'em want it I know a few real one's that keep it 100 Like a my hood love she even get blunted We get high together and I put it in her stomach We don't even argue she know I work hard Her relationships a full time job I'd rather be cool than borrow her credit card And if she wanna move on I'ma let her, God [Chorus] Life goes on Another day another night I'm gone What can't kill ya only makes you strong Strong enough to make it through a female scorned Scarred so hard that she wanna do wrong Car key ya paint job trigger the alarm Cuddle blow your shit make you put her in a song Now you probably tryna figure out what went wrong But I'm gone [Verse 2] Right hands in ya pants left hand on the wheel You ain't fuck in a while at least that's how it feel Baby, I can get your fountain to spill All down that mountain when we out in Brazil I count blessings everytime I'm counting a mill For that I hit ya fitted cap through ya windshield Man pussy I'll bring ya in and take ya out quicker Home invasions, dead in ya house slippers I love women, but I hate bitches All they wanna do is get drunk and take pictures As God as my witness, violate me there will be no forgiveness Your on my shit list, ma This ain't a hobby it's big business Party like it's 2010 on switches That means more champagne, more kisses Iced out wristests and gourmet dishes [Chorus] Life goes on Another day another night I'm gone What can't kill ya only makes you strong Strong enough to make it through a female scorned Scarred so hard that she wanna do wrong Car key ya paint job trigger the alarm Cuddle blow your shit make you put her in a song Now you probably tryna figure out what went wrong But I'm gone [Outro] You funky bitch Hahaha Uhhhh ya last straw, ya heard Stop calling my phone man Fucking up the time for the real ones Go get a job or something, bird I hope I see you soon So I can kick you in ya ass Haha Uhhh