What It Be Like
Uhh, Nolaboy, wassam, ya heard me
I'ma kick this shit up a notch, you know wassam
Yeah
Cashlova, Cashlova
What it be like, what it
What it be like, tell me what it be like
Yea, yea
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of yo niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of you niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
No baseball, you only get one strike with me
No football, kick it up a notch with me
No tennis, but them chains and them racks on me
No golf, but I'll put em in the hole for G
Tryna put my people on, I can't take what you sellin'
I'm cuttin' more people off, as I get older, I get it
Feelings ain't genuine if it ain't bout no benjis
And they ain't supportive, they extortin' your pockets
What it be like, can't show a nigga love, now it's envy
What it be like, you playin' both sides, now it's a frenzy
What it be like, not knowing who real cause they pretendin'
What it be like, that's how it be in my city
Watchin' over your shoulder, every day, every night
Got a chip on your shoulder, you been fightin' all your life
Lost 3 of your la potnas, now you sliding for life
Only way you feel stronger is get back for life
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of yo niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of you niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, what it be like
What it be like, what it be like
Yeah, what it be like, what it be like
What it be like, what it be like
What it be like, homie, what it be like
What it be like, yea, tell me what it be like, homie
Yeah, if you ain't for it, don't be in that street life
Nolaboy
What it do
Nolaboy, what it do, ya heard me
Cashlova Entertainment and you know how we do, yeah
I'ma kick this shit up a notch, you know wassam
Yeah
Cashlova, Cashlova
What it be like, what it
What it be like, tell me what it be like
Yea, yea
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of yo niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of you niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
No baseball, you only get one strike with me
No football, kick it up a notch with me
No tennis, but them chains and them racks on me
No golf, but I'll put em in the hole for G
Tryna put my people on, I can't take what you sellin'
I'm cuttin' more people off, as I get older, I get it
Feelings ain't genuine if it ain't bout no benjis
And they ain't supportive, they extortin' your pockets
What it be like, can't show a nigga love, now it's envy
What it be like, you playin' both sides, now it's a frenzy
What it be like, not knowing who real cause they pretendin'
What it be like, that's how it be in my city
Watchin' over your shoulder, every day, every night
Got a chip on your shoulder, you been fightin' all your life
Lost 3 of your la potnas, now you sliding for life
Only way you feel stronger is get back for life
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of yo niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, bitches claim they love you and shit
What it be like, can't trust none of you niggas for shit
What it be like, fake love bein' brought in the mix
What it be like, can't take em to the top if they switch
What it be like, what it be like
What it be like, what it be like
Yeah, what it be like, what it be like
What it be like, what it be like
What it be like, homie, what it be like
What it be like, yea, tell me what it be like, homie
Yeah, if you ain't for it, don't be in that street life
Nolaboy
What it do
Nolaboy, what it do, ya heard me
Cashlova Entertainment and you know how we do, yeah
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Writer(s): Jorey Pannia
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