Testo Life Goes On

Drag-On: (Speaking) Life is crazy man, it's fucked up. (You a half a nigga)You was never there for me, you know. You know, take care of yours. When I get mine, I'ma take care of mine. You can believe that, for real.Chorus: You know what you did was wrongBut still, life still goes onYou wasn't my daddy, daddy(Add after first verse)You never taught me the streets,and didn't know what you mean to meYou wasn't my daddy, daddyVerse 1: Let me ask you a questionEven though I was your reflectionYou showed this nigga no love, me and you was no connectionYou flipped on my moms and she had your ass arrestedBut still, when you was there, my eyes was lit up like flourescentsSo I read up on my lessonsNow, I'm fed up with your prescenseYou yellin', B's is screamin', "Man shut up and get the message"Things I used to doWhich reminded me of youBut I'm gone, and I'm doin' it and I'm doin fine dudeLook at what you did by and startedYou had a mind but you was heartlessYou shouldn't have spit me out dog, now I'm going to shine regardlessSupposed to leave me high, but I was already above it yoYou hated me to the point I was the way you loved it yoBut fuck it thoughI wouldn't care if you kicked the bucket yoMy dick you can suck it yoBut it wasn't for nothin yoYou was here to leave a new chapter, Drag-On babyThoughts from now will live on, til I'm dead and gone babyYou was wrongBut now I'm older spittin' the bombGettin' lit onJust livin off this written from the armI was given from the mind since you wasn't there niggaCan't believe you had me cryin', you wasn't worth a tear niggaI used to be in the crib, no money, no food, hopin' for youNow you and yours peepin' at my bocu'sMy lyrics, going to haunt youYou feel this one don't youWhy don't you kill me with precautionYou should have just had an abortion, for realRepeat Chorus 1xVerse 2:I guess there's ways of life I have yet to learnLike Drag-On, and how many niggas I have yet to burnWith no rice on the shelf That's when I learned life itselfOnly Chow, that's why I hit the mic for delfFear no oneI was taught to care for no oneHard-hitterLittle nigga, cause I ain't hittin' no oneAll I heard was me tellin' bitches to get in that bedGettin' that headMe and my niggas gettin' that breadShit wasn't right because during that I didn't know youI guess it's true Things you don't know, you're gonna go throughOn the phone, tellin' my man, "I'm about to blow dude"Moms on the other line, saying, "You about to blow who?""Oh, ain't nothin' ma. Yo, I'll call you later" My moms, was zoned outThe days to the froze was blown out Cut the stove on the days I was alone in the houseThere was alot of shit missin', talkin' about she loaned it outIt was thug livin', and there was nothing I could do stop itShit was hard like a kindergarten kid in collegeStarted makin' profit, that's how I built my wealthAnd what I did, shit ony the fools will quit up on hisselfI didn't know how I did it by myselfSometimes it drove me to drinkin' so I spit up on myselfAnd you know what, out of all that, I'm about to blow upTil I'm six feet, I'ma tear it up from the floor upNigga whatRepeat Chorus 1xLife still goes onBut you was wrongYou wasn't my daddy, daddyYou still was wrong But life still goes onYou wasn't my daddy, daddy