That's Life

Formerly, yeah Let's go Time lapsed I'll leave you with a riddle I'm never doing it simple I'm only pushing albums digital Cause you don't wanna see me getting physical Feel like my life is collapsing I'm cornered surrounded So I been thinking out the box The pressure I give myself only concerned with improving That's why I been struggling to drop Lane switching like I'm driving a prop You lames sprinting tryna catch up it's locks Charging the game you dissing I pull up And they look you up find your name missing Find a better man in the timeframe Formerly but I ain't never reminiscing No time can't get sent to prison Dealing with a petty little mount of spite Consequences coming at me bitter to my problems Even though I think I'm right Lying bout me in the shadows spinning all my words You moving like a samurai Unsheathe move through bitch you lying through your teeth Scared of the bright lights Better say a prayer fuck a invite I ain't ever going down without a fight, and that's life What you learn from it? No rules you can't expect people be treating you just I acted a fool got burned and turned the other cheek There ain't nobody I can trust I'm concrete never crumble cookie cutter bitches brittle They be turning to dust Midas well be a different scale It be turning to gold whatever I touch I burn bridges when the water rise They turn timid? Never sympathize When the urn filling I'mma take you out to the Sahara Desert Leave you out to dry Not concerned with any attention get booked for events And grown women get sick in my mentions Part of the pain is retention Next step is plot your redemption I rep out another set tryna forget But forgiveness it come with a vengeance Get machetes to cut up the tension Ask for help all I can give is extensions I'm the teacher but can't keep it clean Fool me twice it result in eternal suspension Not totaled I leave you immobile At least you collecting an earlier pension It's these visions I try to make true with my rhythm I didn't think I had to fight They give ribbons for just the attempt Then the critic will slam it to make a supply In the end I'mma do it justice keep the patience I pace it and pay it no mind Kept it real if I live or I die I can say that I just had a regular life What you learn from it? No rules you can't expect people be treating you just I acted a fool got burned and turned the other cheek There ain't nobody I can trust I'm concrete never crumble cookie cutter bitches brittle They be turning to dust Midas well be a different scale It be turning to gold whatever I touch