Life goes on by K Suave Lyrics
[Intro (Slowed)- K Suave]
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
[Chrous- K Suave]
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like minе either
Just flexеd 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My bitch not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign bitch, fuck at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on dick like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' fuck the gang like she ain't got no friends
[Verse- RackedUpRoy]
Yeah, woah
In love with the money, I spend, damn
I'm in the trap wit' [?]
Damn, that boy love my cup, I'm with the gang, no decision
'550, got [?]
She singing at church, on Sunday we sinning
She ran it up, she a hoarder
I'm passing [?]
I be balling so hard, overtime
Feel like Tony Hawk, I'm on my grind
Hit me when you land, you been on my mind
You [fuckin'?] too fast, don't wake up my my guys
See me going up, now they wanna' climb
Broke ass nigga, your card declined
All of these drugs, I'm stuck in the sky
She givin' love because of my racks
[Chrous- K Suave]
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My bitch not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign bitch, fuck at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on dick like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' fuck the gang like she ain't got no friends
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
[Chrous- K Suave]
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like minе either
Just flexеd 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My bitch not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign bitch, fuck at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on dick like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' fuck the gang like she ain't got no friends
[Verse- RackedUpRoy]
Yeah, woah
In love with the money, I spend, damn
I'm in the trap wit' [?]
Damn, that boy love my cup, I'm with the gang, no decision
'550, got [?]
She singing at church, on Sunday we sinning
She ran it up, she a hoarder
I'm passing [?]
I be balling so hard, overtime
Feel like Tony Hawk, I'm on my grind
Hit me when you land, you been on my mind
You [fuckin'?] too fast, don't wake up my my guys
See me going up, now they wanna' climb
Broke ass nigga, your card declined
All of these drugs, I'm stuck in the sky
She givin' love because of my racks
[Chrous- K Suave]
Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep fuckin' on broke dudes
I don't like your attitude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My bitch not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign bitch, fuck at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on dick like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' fuck the gang like she ain't got no friends