Lil Baby – Life Goes On (feat. Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics

Life Goes On

Lil Baby (feat. Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert)

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"Life Goes On." - Lil Baby (feat. Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 09:44 am

Album: Harder Than Ever

Track No: 13

Cook that shit up, Quay
Trackhawk Jeep goes too fast
I don't even wear no seatbelt
Bad lil' bitch got no breasts
Upgrade, now she got D-cups
Hop out the Range, I'm glowin'
Who is Lil Baby? He goin' in
Man, these old rappers gettin' borin'
They be takin' shots, I ignored them
Send that pack to the hood while I'm tourin'
Makin' plays out of town like I'm Jordan
Need to go get your ho 'cause she whorin'
If her ball come my way, I'ma score it
Lamborghini, I don't want no Porsches
I'm on fire, don't touch me, I'm scorchin'
Had to fix all my teeth, I went porcelain
Put the town on my back, I'm a horseman
One more year, I'ma make it to Forbes' List
They love me in the Bay like E-40
I be sittin' exotic on Moreland
Ain't no strings attached, keepin' it cordless
She keep callin', but I keep ignorin' it
Ain't no stoppin', I'm keepin' it, floorin' it
Man, these **** can't stop me, I'm goin' in
Man, these **** can't stop me, I'm goin' in
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes
And I know these ****'d be happy if I let you go" (Oh, no, no)
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes
And I know these ****'d be happy if I let you go"
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes
Got a bonus, I sold out a show
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin' around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
Still I ain't got time to lay up with you hoes
All of these drugs in my body, I gotta pay somebody keep checkin' my pulse
Walk in the club with no warning take care of that money, they swing on the pole
Water on me like Dasani, I shine when it's sunny, this platinum and rose
Gunna Gunna out the streets, when I go to DC I'ma fuck with the moe
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes
And I know these ****'d be happy if I let you go" (Oh, no, no)
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes
And I know these ****'d be happy if I let you go"
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes (Yeah)
I can switch my girls up the same way that I change my clothes (Okay)
Man, it's crazy, all blue backend in her envelope (Let's get it)
And you know I'm never lackin', gotta new whip that's up in traffic
Water, water, water on my Patek, it's automatic
I drink water when I'm fastin', you's a has-been
They would love me in a casket, I can't have it
Boy, I'm far from average, better wait your turn, better get in line
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes
And I know these ****'d be happy if I let you go" (Oh, no, no)
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes
Got a bonus, I sold out a show
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin' around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
Still ain't got time to lay up with you hoes

Writer(s): Dominique' Jones, Chris Rosser, Sergio Kitchens & Symere Woods.

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