Tell It How It Is

I swear to God, all these little homies trying me
I swear to God that they ain't what they trying to be
Trying flex cause they think they're celebrities
Can't buy or lease the car, boy you can't afford the fee
All I do is grind, you just waste my time
I'm a mastermind, you should just resign
I'm a big boy, you ever try tell what to do
I'll run you out my city with my big toy
Look what you made me do, you made me turn you blue
You say you got a crew, but they don't got you
Boy I thought you knew, I'm making more than you
Cause everything you pushing been used, all my shit is new
Been up from the day I came out in 98
Popping bottles, popping models, live like this they gonna hate
Whoever thought that this would be my fate
When them girls hate now they all my playmate

Run up on the fast lane, punch it on the gas mane
My style is textbook, but we a different class mane
Flyer than an airplane, make the girls go insane
Step to me, Ima break your jaw like it's glass mane
Always pushing through the pain, take a look what I have gained
Shawty gonna give me brain and then she gonna make it rain
When they think that ima lose, not popping champagne
Ima win anyway, like Donald's campaign
I just tell it how it is
Pull up on me you get hit, swear to God this is it
I just tell it how it is
Everything I do is lit, swear I'm never gonna quit
I just tell it how it is
Pull up on me you get hit, swear to God this is it
I just tell it how it is
Everything I do is lit, swear I'm never gonna quit

Yeah you know I just tell it how it is
In the studio until I get my first hit
Working all day, there ain't never time to quit
Interrupt the cash flow's something that I won't permit
You don't like to walk, but you like to talk
I don't like to talk, cause I like to walk
Cross me, like a crosswalk
Put you on the ground, draw you with the chalk
I do this till the day I'm on the top
After that I'll never stop, swear I'll never blow the spot
And I'll never bang a girl if she ain't hot
Yeah I don't give it a thought, give her all I got
In the booth, packing heat, when I spit, think I cheat
Making music is a treat, yeah you know it's time to eat
So just step back and take a seat
You know it slaps when the choppa on the beat

Run up on the fast lane
Punch it on the gas mane
My style is textbook, but we a different class mane
Flyer than an airplane
Make the girls go insane
Step to me, Ima break your jaw like it's glass mane
Always pushing through the pain, take a look what I have gained
Shawty gonna give me brain and then she gonna make it rain
When they think that ima lose, not popping champagne
Ima win anyway, like Donald's campaign
I just tell it how it is
Pull up on me you get hit, swear to God this is it
I just tell it how it is
Everything I do is lit, swear I'm never gonna quit
I just tell it how it is
Pull up on me you get hit, swear to God this is it
I just tell it how it is
Everything I do is lit, swear I'm never gonna quit



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Lamb
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