This the Way Life Goes

All these bitches in my phone, yeah they tryna take my soul
All them niggas hated on me now they tryna be my bro
Like nigga slow yo roll, bitch I'm flyer than a drone
Yeah he talk behind my back that boy get hit with the chrome
That boy a nobody, he too greedy
Would cuff that bitch, but she too needy
Fuck that bitch, she said she don't need me
I'm a king bitch, feel like DeDe
Popped me a perc now I can't even see
I'm hitting the blunt, I can't even breathe
When I'm with her I feel at ease
She love my music, love my tree
ARP, I threw on a beam
I hooked that bitch, I feel like Kareem
I'm way too high shit feel like a dream
No bitch, you is not hitting my lean
I'm feeling like Autumn! I keep me a nina
My niggas they cold, but we keep heaters
My shooters in Fendi, you rocking Adidas's
John Cena, bitch you can't even see us
I feel like Uzi, my guts they neon
He a lame, that boy a peon
I keep a Glock, like I'm Leon
Hella clips, I feel like JiDion
I can't even pray to Allah 'cause I'm him
If life is a game then we ready to win
My boy got a chop and it's singing like Jin
If the opps pull up we shooting like gym
Prada head-to-toe
Chase the bag, chase the loaf
Yeah this bitch is on my phone,
Calling, saying I'm the G.O.A.T.
And she like, "Jaden, what you been doing?"
Yeah I been making money fluent
Coupe all black with the windows tinted
Yeah now I'm rich, I want it, I get it
All these bitches in my phone
The Devil knocking at my door
I don't wanna sell my soul, I can't let him get too close
Only reason bitches fuck with me now, cause my pockets swole
Yeah these bitches they like miners, the way they digging for gold



Credits
Writer(s): Jaden Nettles
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