This is a song about "Life goes on"

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

She's bad and she knows

That's just life, how it goes

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Most of you niggas don't give a shit where ya life goes

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

There goes the light of your lantern, your life taken by saturn

Move on life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma

Lucky seven probably poppa

' alright, already, the show goes on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Shredding lines like it's a crime, on my stack goes your spine,

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine