That's Life - T-Pain, NandoSTL

Yeah

Oh, that’s life (That's life)

That’s what all the people say

You’re ridin' high in April, shot down in May

But I know I’m gonna change that tune

Right when I’m back on top, when I’m back on top in June

Oh, that’s life (That's life)

Yeah, and as funny as it may seem

Some people get their kicks, stompin' on a dream

But I don’t let it, don’t let it get me down (Get me down)

Because this fine old world, it keeps spinnin' around

Oh, now I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king

I’ve been up and down and over and out and I know one thing

Each time I find myself layin' flat on my face

I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That’s life (That's life)

Oh, I can’t deny it

I thought of quittin', baby, but my heart won’t buy it

And if I didn’t think it was worth a single try

Then I’d hop right on a big bird and then I’d fly

Oh, now I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king

I’ve been up and down and over and out, I know one thing

Each time I find myself layin' flat down on my face

I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That’s life (That's life)

Oh, I can’t deny it

I thought of cuttin' out, baby, but my heart won’t buy it

But if there’s nothin' shakin' this here July

I’m gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

1−2, nope, 1−2-3, ah, I got it

Opps, there it is, found my groove again

Let’s keep it a stack, lyin' in ya raps

Livin' in ya cap, rabbit in your hat

Nigga you a trick

That’s just what it is

This fight ain’t fair in height, I’m colder than a (Mhmm)

They locked us up, the cell see us, I’m heatin' up (Mhmm)

Gave the pros the tools, they refuse to mix with us

Where’s the logic in that? Eatin' fruity loops out of the bag (Ah)

How can I afford to record, when I’m poor and I’m pourin' in glasses half empty?

Maybe I’m just pessimistic, maybe I am just too different

Maybe I shouldn’t be makin' music, maybe I should just be listenin'

Maybe I’m not mean enough, maybe I don’t mean as much

Maybe I’m not mean enough to the ones who don’t think I means as much

Same ones that shit on me expectin' me to clean it up! Baby, do ya love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?

Do you love me? Do you love me?