Lyrics of ' Life goes on ' by Lucky3rd

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