Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cliché, artist - Wale. Date of issue: 09.10.2019
Song language: English
Cliché |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try |
| What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale? |
| I care and all, but I’m fearing this here a carousel to me |
| I’m here and gone to you, hear my songs playing |
| We get on and off like we horizontally horse-playing |
| You need somebody with some patience, shorty, yeah |
| I need somebody that hate to party, uh |
| You need somebody that’s less busy |
| I need a woman that’s praying for me, but hesitate to call me |
| I’m hot, cold, the doctor calling that bipolar |
| Ha, that’s undersold, she rock with me, she got five boyfriends |
| I can’t explain, my brain think in multiple colors |
| Though all of em dull when anxiety rival my depression |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| All these girls ain’t right right here |
| When it’s dark, I need some time alone |
| So she won’t see me cry or lie |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try (Don't even try) |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Steep is the climb, you won’t even leave me a line, uh |
| Greedy is pride, you gon' eat me alive, uh |
| Sweeter the pie, the more sprinkled with lies, uh |
| By any means, you give me means to survive |
| We got shit that we should speak about |
| 'Bout how you started fucking… |
| Yeah, we gon bleep it out |
| I sit and think about just how the right path could be the wrong direction |
| But falling back is progress, it’s all about perspective |
| I’m saying though, I am too selfish to leave you all that I got, uh |
| That shit harder than mending shit with my pops, uh |
| That shit harder than women giving out props |
| And niggas hitting at cops who bought the cap that you copped |
| 'Cause you way different when you’re solo |
| You seem happy in your photos |
| I’m way different 'round my bro-bros |
| I guess it’s places we just won’t go, won’t go |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try |
| Mama told me life’s not fair |
| So cliche advice right there |
| The time we wasted, time we lost |
| So we don’t even try (Don't even try) |
| Oh, don’t even try |
| 'Cause your mom did a number on you, babe |
| I don’t know if I can ease it, yeah |
| Your mama did a number on you, baby |
| I know you’re tired of this, hey, yeah |
| Oh, you’re tired |