The Way It Is
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I'ma put the gang on hits Make sure that we all get rich, ayy Niggas wanna kill me at the crib, ayy That's just the way it is I was trappin' way before they signed me Ayy, I'm dyin' if a nigga try me All these niggas 'round me real slimey Shop for opp niggas, then we buying I can see the hate as I wear these Cartiers I can see the envy, I can see it so clear Blood in my eyes, I was still droppin' tears, oh All these diamonds, still remind myself They not with me, I'll remain myself These Giuseppes, please mind my step Have you seen a nigga prayin' to the devil? I made a wrong decision, they put my sister in jail Crawford, boy, he free, his mind still in the cell If you don't give 'em what they want, the love'll never be real A nigga lit, I just bought a couple sticks, and- I'ma put the gang on hits Make sure that we all get rich, ayy Niggas wanna kill me at the crib, ayy That's just the way it is I was trappin' way before they signed me Ayy, I'm dyin' if a nigga try me All these niggas 'round me real slimey Shop for opp niggas, then we buying, ayy Dreams I was rich, but I kept wakin' up with shit Now I can buy a car with what I spent at Saks Fifth Every day is murder in my city, it's that real Tell me you love me, and I'll respond, "Oh, is that real?" I tote a gun still, I still would drop these shells X a nigga's son out, I still would drop these shells Every time I went to jail, I bet I made a bail Only time I ain't make a bail is when them crackers held me I'm the youngest shark, I'm on Adderall I drive the fastest cars, fuck the baddest broads She gon' fuck the squad, she don't have a choice For the right prices, shooters Mike Tyson I'ma put the gang on hits Make sure that we all get rich, ayy Niggas wanna kill me at the crib, ayy That's just the way it is I was trappin' way before they signed me Ayy, I'm dyin' if a nigga try me All these niggas 'round me real slimey Shop for opp niggas, then we buying
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:42
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 155 BPM