"Life Goes On (Freestyle)" lyrics

Tryna fuck—
Woke up—

Wakeup in the mornin', put my dick in another ho, awe
I ain't fuckin' your bitch, I'm fuckin' your mother, bro, uh
Ballin' super hard, I'm in another league, uh
Niggas tweakin', nickin' if they fuck with me, uh
I leave 'em leakin', choppa on me with a defense, uh
I leave back in the past tense, then it's getting back to the cashin', uh
Pull up in a Aston, everyday bitch, I'm cashin'
Everyday bitch, I'm cashin', everyday bitch, I'm cashin'
She calls me a will be
But you're a has been
Bitch, I've been that
Money, I spent that
Your block, I bent that
You fake as hell, you content that
You start the shit, I'm gon' end that
I'ma get back on track, yeah
I'ma get back on track
Bad bitch, I'ma get back on that
Bad bitch, I'ma hit it from the back, woah
I'ma hit it from the back, I'ma hit it from the back, I'ma count up a stack, woah
I just spent 10K, when I walk up, it sags, money all on my lap, oh
Make it run like a lap, you ain't know how to act, get shot in the back, oh
I'm not a snake, I kill the snakes, I'm not a fake
I don't fuck with fakes, when I'm gettin' money, the fuck out my face
My meat is so good, I have to stop her, "go and get on the plane"
Uh

Woke up, put my dick inside another ho, uh
I ain't tryna fuck your bitch, I'ma fuck your mother, bro, uh
Choppa on me and it's singin' like a Glee show
Bape up on my cape, but no I'm not a hero
VVS' on me and it's cold like subzero
Money, like Robert Dinero
You will get Jack like Sparrow
Won't let her see tomorrow
Put you out your sorrow
Got some blood, sweat, and tears, bullets you could borrow

Hey, hey, hey
I'm not tryna fuck your bitch, I'ma fuck your mother, oh
Wake up, put my dick inside another ho
I ain't tryna fuck your bitch, tryna fuck your mama, ho