C'est La Vie

I used to walk home When I missed the bus Now I got me a bus down That say she miss the kid Michigan she get the D boy I'm just visiting My wheels spinning I never tire that's for Michelin They say I changed keep the difference It's just different I'm sharpshooting Ain't no hit or miss Front line I could never hide It get hideous These niggas switch Only got pride when they sipping it Who backing them Back pack full of new pack Hold it like bassinets Trapping like I never had A first offense Carol Baskins everything exotic On the lens Step up in the spot and get it popping Bet I make it trend I stayed patient Was David Ruffin fighting Temptations They only know me Because my dedication I made that separation We back to back you taking ten paces I hope that heaven is your destination Or maybe second place is I'm down to my last resort No more vacations I stayed in and made haymakers See I be venting but it's vindicated I Parked the whip and took another Train in I see the garden right from Penn station Cest la vie Namaste I knew you'd see things my way Stay with me seize the day There no excuses no play Cest la vie I'm Living life like a ball player Until the day I die I told the people it's our year Were going to see So count it up so it's all there Cause I don't trust a soul Then we can toast to the hard years Cest la vie See I was born with it They say something wrong with him Because I ain't get the girl Or save the day it was hard living Was far was from guitar picking See I got the war stitches Was small but Would brawl Before I'd let them ignore niggas You had a short run Why you so long winded I'm good made it out the wood Whip still cigar scented I couldn't fall victim To traps that the law set in You dealing with God children You corn on the cob niggas I'm too vicious And they don't like my ambition Shit I was thinking I should write for the Simpsons Cause what I write Is coming write to fruition Yeah he a bad mother shut your mouth She for the streets That is not your spouse I had to do it to them My nigga quit his job And went and grabbed the work Young kids that will pop you Like a Percocet for a half a Percocet Print the shirts with your face on them And than sell the merch It get ugly you should go to church Or read a book and learn Because how you getting money Add it up and still don't know Your worth How you getting money add it up And still don't know your How you getting money Add it up and still don't your uh How you getting money And don't know your worth nigga Cest la vie Namaste I knew you'd see things my way Stay with me seize the day There no excuses no play Cest la vie I'm Living life like a ball player Until the day I die I told the people it's our year Were going to see So count it up so it's all there Because I don't trust a soul Then we can toast to the hard years Cest la vie