C'est La Vie Lyrics

[Intro]
Tryna tell you somertin'
Jordan Knows

[Chorus]
She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road
Don't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone
Lonely nights all on my own
I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs
Come on, C'est la Vie
Tell me what you want from me
Been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me
Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]
Got me screamin' like
[?] out, iced out, might not make it
Goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'
Smokin' too much to these blunts I'm facin'
Can't too much with these hoes I'm chasin'

[Verse]
Told my momma I made it, I see a man in the mirror
My diamonds goin' [?], see my plan goin' clearer
So I always thank God I ain't scared of you niggas
Had to get it from the basement, cut my way up to the ceilin'
These niggas love to talk, knowin' that I'm next up
I don't give a f*ck, I just keep puttin' the pressure
Tell me what is love, all these bitches extra
I done had enough, think I'm finna let go
[Chorus]
She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road
Don't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone
Lonely nights all on my own
I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs
Come on, C'est la Vie
Tell me what you want from me Been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me
Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]
Got me screamin' like
[?] out, iced out, might not make it
Goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'
Smokin' too much to these blunts I'm facin'
Can't too much with these hoes I'm chasin'

[Verse 2]
I just wanna bust down, AP
A nigga gonna shine like the Rollie on my wrist
So I don't know why these niggas hate me
I think they get mad I be really with the shits
And I don't wanna [?] some [?]
I just wanna do this alone with my niggas from the six
And I don't let no nigga fade me
Bitch I do it for my squad, triple three up on my wrist
[?]
[Chorus]
She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road
Don't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone
Lonely nights all on my own
I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs
Come on, C'est la Vie
Tell me what you want from me
Been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me
Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]
Got me screamin' like
[?] out, iced out, might not make it
Goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'
Smokin' too much to these blunts I'm facin'
Can't too much with these hoes I'm chasin', yeah

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