How It Goes

Really they hate on the kid but when they see me they ain't saying shit up in person
I never went to the churches but I pray to God like a sermon
Hop in a booth and I'm working I'm trying to lay all these verses yeah
I had a does of the curses yeah I had to write this in cursive yeah
Still got lots of sauce with no Gucci on
But don't get me wrong want some Saint Laurent yeah
Everybody knows that I'm finna blow
Tell me after shows that's just how it goes

How it goes
How it goes
How it goes
How it goes

Swear that I ride for my team
And if any one of us need shit imma help em
I read the books off the shelving
They used to treat me like Sheldon
Met a lil' mama at Gelsons
Now I put that in her pelvis
Sipping some Henny I'm belching
Making a classic like Elton

They be like why you have to change
Told em that I had to grow up
They said it'd never be the same
But that's just how it goes

Really they hate on the kid but when they see me they ain't saying shit up in person
I never went to the churches but I pray to God like a sermon
Hop in a booth and I'm working I'm trying to lay all these verses yeah
I had a does of the curses yeah I had to write this in cursive yeah
Still got lots of sauce with no Gucci on
But don't get me wrong want some Saint Laurent yeah
Everybody knows that I'm finna blow
Tell me after shows that's just how it goes

How it goes
How it goes
How it goes
How it goes



Credits
Writer(s): Scot Conr
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