June

[Eric David] But I know I'm going to change that tune When I'm back on top Back on top in June That's life [Hook] That's life That's what all the people say You're riding high in April And shot down in May That's life And as ugly as it may seem Some people get their kicks Stomping on your dreams [Verse 1] Just the other day I'm riding on my high horse Custom leather seats in the Porsche to die for The jewels alone made him sick, I am an eyesore They couldn't see me like Stevie, Mon Cherie Amor With three or four baddest of my women friends One in the front, two in the back of the latest Benz Rims spinning, tires Pirelli Happy days, I'm Fonzerelli What you gonna tell me, am I not the realest? $1000 bottles, just so I can spill it In the VIP, standing on the couches Talkin' cash shhh cause my money's where my mouth is [Hook] [Verse 2] Ain't nothing like having that rug pulled from under you Kick you when you're down, no one gives a number two Down but not out, so you should never snooze Cause the dude who's at rock bottom ain't got nothing to lose If you know who you are, you ain't got nothing to prove Cause to me, red bottoms ain't nothing but shoes Win, lose or draw, I'm working on these flaws I just wish chicks would stop throwing me their draws Judas kisses, lying to the missus Racing to hit the street, looking for my mistress Now look at me, looking for forgiveness And trying to put my thing where I ain't got no business [Outro] What goes around comes around What goes up must go down I said, What goes around comes around What goes up must go down I said, What goes around comes around What goes up must go down I said, What goes around comes around What goes up must go down