C'est La Vie

Two hours in the field like I cannot breathe
Two drunks texts, I'm acting like I cannot see
It's too late to tell you that it wasn't me
And time passes, I guess it wasn't meant to be
2000 miles away from me
A 2 minute convo is all I need
I can show you real, guess that's hard to see
I'm going through some things but that's 'C'est La Vie'

(Ooh)
I told you that you could do better
(Ooh)
So baby, please, just do better

It's been a long day
I took the long way
Far away from home
Forever and always
It's just been me and me all alone (Yeah)
She cry in designer
She throwing a fit in 'Yves Saint Lauren' (Saint Lauren)
She live in Medina
She richer than me
She paying for my lunch (Oo)
Crib outta state
Away from the snakes
Gas in the tank
Racks in the bank (Yeah, yuh)
He hit the volley, my bro is an ace (Ace)
She poppin' molly, she floatin' away (Away)
Talking that shit? Get slapped in your face
This thing that we have is hard to replace (Hard to replace)
But on the South he serving the base
She eating it up, she serving her face (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

(We a long way from home, yeah)
(We a long way from home, yeah)

I don't need you, but I want ya (Ya)
Oh no, no, no, no, no

I was in a nose bleeds
Had cold feet, hold me
I'on think no one can hold me (No one can hold me!)
OG, smoke OG, with the OG's
P.S heard you a bitch, no Sony
I've done some questionable things in the past
But baby that was the old me (That was the old me!)
They tryin' to destroy my life
So I stay by my lonely

Two hours in the field like I cannot breathe
Two drunks texts, I'm acting like I cannot see
It's too late to tell you it wasn't me
And time passes, I guess it wasn't meant to be
2000 miles away from me
A 2 minute convo is all I need
I can show you real, guess that's hard to see
I'm going through some things but that's 'C'est La Vie'



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Evans, Xavier Weeks
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