The Way Life Goes Song Lyrics
That’s true, that’s rightShe’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetterMy Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redderNo I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddarJust talked to your homie she said we should be togetherGave me brain, was so insane that I made her my headerIf she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead herBut I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her(Hello) I was listening to this songIt goes like
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over itYou’ll find another life to liveI swear that you’ll get over itI know you’re sad and tiredYou’ve got nothing left to giveYou’ll find another life to liveI know that you’ll get over it
Wish I never ever ever told you thingsI was only only trying to show you thingsIced out heart on your neck trying to froze your ringI had to get a me a new bitch to hold the painWe was in Hawaii looking at the rainShe smiling happy but I’m laughing ’cause her new mans a lame(Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy)That just goes to show me money don’t attract a thing (real shit)Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans (oh get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over itYou’ll find another life to liveI swear that you’ll get over itAnd I know you’re sad and tiredYou’ve got nothing left to giveYou’ll find another life to liveI know that you’ll get over it
See I tied up my RAF, you strapped up your RickDiamonds on your neck, ice all on my wristCompliment my styleShe don’t want me, I’m running wildYou know I respect her on that levelShe don’t want me then I’mma let herGo over there with that broke fellaWalk off my Saint Laurent, that leatherMy new chick I swear that she betterWant me back, never (ooh)
That’s true, that’s rightShe’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetterMy Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redderNo I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddarJust talked to your homie she said we should be togetherGave me brain, was so insane that I made her my headerIf she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead herBut I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (woah)You’ll find another life to liveI swear that you’ll get over it (you’ll get over it)I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (no, no)You’ll find another life to live (you will)I know that you’ll get over it (oh)
That’s true, that’s rightShe’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetterMy Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redderNo I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddarJust talked to your homie she said we should be togetherGave me brain, was so insane that I made her my headerIf she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead herBut I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her