La Di Da!*

I'm living life but getting bored of shorties games
Why you always in your feelings, cuz you fucking with some lames
Gave you plenty ways out, I don't wanna hear complaints
Tryna make a way out, making melodies from pain
Like La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da

Mix that shit up in the pot
We got money to make, we got money to save (Oh My God)
Put my mom in a penthouse, somewhere on the bay (Oh My God)
Put in work, no construction, but I'm building up my name
Go bezerk, by the way i fucked her, had her screaming out my name
She said I'm a funny nigga, no Chris Tucker (tucker)
No Tootsie Pop, she a sucker (sucker)
Freaky lil bitch just like her mother (ahh)
Diamonds wet, no Rihanna, I need an umbrella
Making hits, yeah I got hella
Fall in love, no I could never

I'm living life but now I'm bored of shorty playing all these games
Why you always in your feelings, cuz you fucking with some lames
Gave you plenty ways out, I don't wanna hear complaints
Tryna make a way out, making melodies from pain
Like La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da

Told me that she want me for what (hey)
All my money (hey)
Told her I do not want to fuck (hey)
Please get from me (hey)
I don't think I could fall in love (hey)
I don't get it (huh)
Only in love with all these drugs (hey)
and these millions (hey)
Lately I feel like I'm alone (hey)
With nobody (hey)
But I still pop out to the party (yeah)
With my posse (yeah)
Imma still sip on this Bacardi (yeah)
In my Audi (yeah)
Drunk drive, I swerve, I hit the alley
I'll take off on all of ya (Aye, yeah)

I'm living life but now I'm bored of shorty playing all these games
Why you always in your feelings, cuz you fucking with some lames
Gave you plenty ways out, I don't wanna hear complaints
Tryna make a way out, making melodies from pain
Like La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da
La Di Da