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 f*ck (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