How It Goes

Begging for attention ended up losing mine
I'm different cloth I'm on a different time
You see me I'm on a different grind
Good head up on my shoulders you ain't taking mines
No No
That's my cro and he on go
Double G's on me I feel like I'm Grinzo
You wasn't there you ain't seen me at my low
Now all of sudden they be fronting like now they know
West to the East like my first name was Melo
I pop back up on em like a message on your phone
I Clear my mind when my blunt filled up with smoke
Won't let me in then I'm kicking down the door
That's for sure
Young nigga grinding we came up from the floor
Yeah I had to let em know
And if my plate empty then I'm taking yours
That's how it goes
I ain't scared of making foes now
You was dissing so why you ring my phone now
I ain't got the time I gotta go now
Yeah I'm sorry but never sorry this is how it goes now



Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Merraro
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