Wale, Ari Lennox, WESTSIDE BOOGIE - Cliché lyrics
Wale [Olubowale Victor Akintimehin] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
Ari Lennox [Courtney Shanade Salter] Washington, D.C., U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wale, Ari Lennox, WESTSIDE BOOGIE - Cliché lyrics]
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
What if love is nothing more
Than a fairy tale? I care and all
But I'm fearing this here a carousel to me
I'm here and gone to you
Hear my songs playing we get on and off
Like we horizontally horse-playing
You need somebody with some patience, shorty
Yeah i need somebody that hate to party, uh
You need somebody that's less busy
I need a woman that's praying for me
But hesitate to call me i'm hot, cold
The doctor calling that bipolar
Ha, that's undersold, she rock with me
She got five boyfriends i can't explain
My brain think in multiple colors
Though all of em dull when
Anxiety rival my depression
Mama told me life's not fair
All these girls ain't right right here
When it's dark, I need some time alone
So she won't see me cry or lie
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (Don't even try)
Yeah, yeah steep is the climb, you won't
Even leave me a line, uh
Greedy is pride, you gon' eat me alive, uh
Sweeter the pie, the more
Sprinkled with lies, uh
By any means, you give me means to survive
We got shit that we should speak about
'Bout how you started fucking
Yeah, we gon bleep it out
I sit and think about just how the
Right path could be the wrong direction
But falling back is progress
It's all about perspective
I'm saying though, I am too selfish to
Leave you all that I got, uh
That shit harder than mending
Shit with my pops, uh
That shit harder than women giving out props
And niggas hitting at cops who bought
The cap that you copped
'Cause you way different when you're solo
You seem happy in your photos
I'm way different 'round my bro-bros
I guess it's places we just won't go
Won't go
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (Don't even try)
Oh, don't even try
'Cause your mom did a number on you, babe
I don't know if I can ease it, yeah
Your mama did a number on you, baby
I know you're tired of this, hey yeah
Oh, you're tired