That’s Life - T-Pain ft. 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), 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

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 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, and I know one thing

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

I just pick myself up and I 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?

One, two, nope, one, two, three

Ah - I got it

Oops, 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

N- 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 pro the tools, the refuse to mix with us

Where's the logic in that? Eatin' fruity loops outta the bag

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 mean as much

Same ones that shit on me, expectin' me to clean it up!

Baby, do you love

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?