The way things goin´, nigga, might not see the backend The way things goin´, gotta ride ´round with an FN The way things goin´, only family matters The way things goin´, made my whole crowd scatter The way things goin´, get the money off top The way things goin´, niggas made it off the block The way things goin´, gotta pull up in that drop The way things goin´, oh
The way things goin´, oh (Yeah) The way things goin´, oh, (Hey, gotta fill my cup)
Tom Ford, suit and dress, them handin´ out my business Raised in the trenches, been in the trap since an infant Sold all my dope, now, my trap on a finish Pack came in the mail, I run through ´em in a minute Money went to my brain, ice done got in my skin Down as shit, you trappin´ shit, I´m treatin´ you like my twin ´Rari with the wing on it, I spent like seven tens Shawty and them goin´ seven-thirty every time they go spin I wouldn´t mislead you, too caught up in my winds (I would just levae) Bullet-proof Trackhawk, had to geek out the engine
Got it out the concrete, flyin´ to other countries Bad bitch, poppin´ outside, Gucci onesie
The way things goin´, nigga, might not see the backend The way things goin´, gotta ride ´round with an FN The way things goin´, only family matters The way things goin´, made my whole crowd scatter The way things goin´, get the money off top The way things goin´, niggas made it off the block The way things goin´, gotta pull up in that drop The way things goin´, oh
The way things goin´, oh
The way things goin´, oh, (Gotta pull up foreign, you know what I´m sayin´?)
Mad rich, got it out the mud, it was ugly Average, I can´t go back to havin´ nothin´ Savage, product of my environment, I´m hustlin´ Karats, clarity gon´ glisten when it´s dirty Karats, they glisten when they dirty, keep a thirty Bulletproof Suburban, avoidin´ all the worries The way I ball, I know for sure that every time my jersey breakin´ the laws Wake up early morning, go serve it Take the time buildin´ my crib like a pyramid (That´s my crib) Reminiscin´ where I come from, get money a religion
You got smoke in the air, don´t let it cloud your vision Some of my partners not here, I really do miss you Take the money and ball it up, and use it for tissues Sendin´ gun powder out, resolving these issues And the way things goin´ is very malicious It´s another bloody summer inside of my city
Uh-uh, it´s another bloody summer inside of my city Uh-uh, the way things goin´ (The way things goin´)