Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life Should Go On, artist - Big Sean. Album song Detroit, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2017
Record label: MBE
Song language: English
Life Should Go On |
From the West but I’m heading to the Northside |
That’s the top, I need a crib on the shoreside |
I need a backyard full court size |
From where the judge is the only thing that’s courtside |
Chasing money in the city of crime |
Cashback so then it’s black bags under my eyes |
Man fuck it I got a dream worth more than my sleep |
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats |
Man fuck these hating ass bitches I’m gone |
They told me no then I reverse it I’m on, I’m on! |
I’m on, I’m on, they told me no then I reverse it I’m on |
Mama had two jobs I know that she was working for me |
Ten years later, hired to working for me |
Hired the whole family like mobsters |
Getting paid off our operation we ain’t even doctors |
Grandma called, see me on the Billboards around the city |
Man going around around the world so many times I’m dizzy |
London or Japan, Orlando, Walt Disney |
Paris, Abu-Dhabi, California weed twistin' yup! |
Texas to Toronto where they love that nigga Drizzy |
All the way to Detroit, the whole city fucking with me |
Heading to the money, whole city coming with me |
And I’mma rep the city 'til the reaper come and get me yup! |
And this is how life should go |
Everything I wanted never seem so close |
Good people, good drinks, good smoke |
Got me thinking this is how life should go |
This is how life should go |
Everything I wanted never seem so close |
Family all around, all highs no lows |
Got me thinking this is how life should go |
Sitting back, putting all my issues in a swisher |
I keep it funky with my Mrs, fuck these other bitches |
And this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual |
‘Cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few |
The upper percentile |
Whipping whatever I, 460LS you |
I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle |
Know that it’s God working |
Police got the swine flu and these niggas is reptiles |
Yeah, Maybach poetic genius |
You buying a seven jeans, keep mine in a 7 Bimmer |
I’m trampolining on niggas and I actually mean it |
A fly nigga, I keep having a gravity grievance |
And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features |
That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for Jesus |
Riding around without a fuck given |
Behind them dirty plates like a catcher with a mitten |
The best in my position, I’m passionate with lyrics |
And they ain’t fucking with the kid like Chris Hansen in the kitchen |
I’m handsome to these women, I’m envied by these no ones |
That’s no Joakim Noah, nigga everybody know us |
And even if you don’t drink everybody po' up |
‘Cause all these hating niggas probably never gon' show up |
Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer |
Even when I’m open, it’s nothing to Ed Cota wassup |
And this is how life should go |
Everything I wanted never seem so close |
Good people, good drinks, good smoke |
Got me thinking this is how life should go |
This is how life should go |
Everything I wanted never seem so close |
Family all around, all highs no lows |
Got me thinking this is how life should go |
Part II: «All I Know» ft. Wiz Khalifa |
Could you tell me where to go? |
I need direction |
Where are we now? |
Where’s the intersection? |
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception |
In this cold world, it’s all about collection |
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto |
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world |
I made a promise to the mirror |
That I’d, never ever ever go broke |
Riding through the city, I be riding through the city |
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though |
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled |
So I’mma drink and smoke and fuck and go go go |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
All I know, all I know -ow -ow |
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Well, I’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities |
Got my carry-on but really wish I had a pound with me though |
My watch is thirty thousand dollars, Dolce and Gabbana |
I done spent so much in Prada, I don’t wanna know |
I’m the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now |
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints |
Seen the how-to video now he on point |
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one |
If I ever hand you some weed, it’s free, you don’t owe me none |
Just put on one of me or Big Sean’s CDs and roll me some |
And there’s only one, you know you know |
Khalifa guy, I stay high like Pluto |
Okay, I’m going hard (I'm going hard), I’m going dumb (I'm going dumb) |
I’m going in (I'm going in), 'til I’m going numb ('til I’m going numb) |
I got a lot to say, I don’t hold my tongue |
I just hold money, don’t hold me up |
Rolling in more green than a hole in one |
You got more than me? |
Then shit roll somethin' |
See I be off of that tree, people tell me I shouldn’t be |
But early on, my mom taught me that everything green is good for me |
I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef |
I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck |
I don’t dance, I two-step, my weed loud, it suplex |
I came up from that basement, man straight up out of that duplex |
Bitch, if I ain’t a G, I’m an OG |
Two fingers on my joint, one to the police |
So I’mma drink and smoke and fuck and go go go |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
Like it’s all I know, all I know |
All I know, all I know -ow -ow |
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