Lyrics Life Is Lit - Showjoe

I can't, complain about shit
I'm getting money, life is lit
I remember when these girls tried to curb me
Now I got the baddest bitch
I can't lose, cannot win
I'm ballin' these niggas sitting on the bench
Used to have trouble getting money for drip
Now, I walk in the mall and I leave out drenched

Cut all my friends off and turn into a loner
That girl a thotty, no I can't control her
Friends switching up, they all rather be stoners
I gotta keep my composure like poker
She text my phone and she said that it's over
Fuck that hoe
I don't even want closure, I don't even want closure
Fuck that hoe, I don't even want closure
Balling like NBA, this shit a free-throw
Yeah, she a six but she still make the D Rose
Remember that girl tryna curb me, was too old
Now I got her on her knees like Tebow
I'm getting money, that's why I need two phones
One for the-oh, one for the new hoe
Said she like space vibes, trying to go to Pluto
Copper in Audi convertible Two-Door
Me and my niggas stay ready, light weight on my shoulders
This shit getting heavy
Wake up, celebrate like I need confetti
Yeah, my stomach is full, remember it was empty
I don't even entertain niggas that's petty
Treat em like dirt, yeah, treat 'em like pennys
Whole lotta racks, so I'm eating that healthy
You ain't tracking money then you can't help me
Everything changes when the lights go off
She knows she did me so wrong
Tried to snap back into reality, was so gone
You can't help me with that, so long
So long, so long
So long, so long
So long

I can't, complain about shit
I'm getting money, life is lit
I remember when these girls tried to curb me
Now, I got the baddest bitch
I can't lose, cannot win
I'm ballin' these niggas sitting on the bench
Used to have trouble getting money for drip
Now, I walk in the mall and I leave out drenched