How It Is

You can tell it how you want

Imma tell it how it is

I was in the stu

You was in the fields

I was cooking up a plan

Tryna make a mill

Heard you was starving for them dollas

Tryna make a deal

Yea

I went to New York

With all my niggas there

Yea them bitches up north

Would all stop and stare

Yea I put them hunnids up

For a rainy day

I ain't gotta pop a pill

To take the pain away

That's a different shade of grey

I got some believing in me

I put money in ya face

Just to show you what you life could be

I know niggas dead and gone

That done grew up with me

We all know right from wrong

But niggas still choose the least

Why for

I jumped up off the porch

Like it was a spot

Like the fuckin NFL

I done been to court

Cased dismissed of course

Get the fuck up outta there

She ain't tryna court

Fucked her on the floor

Hit her ass from the back

She said she gon eat that meat

A fuckin carnivore

Eat that man that's facts

I need me a world tour just to explore

Just to get the fuck out

Backpack on with the boots

I feel like I'm Dora

I go strong in the booth

Like I'm off the roids

I put on for the few

That fuck with the boy

You can tell it how you want

Imma tell it how it is

I was in the stu

You was in the fields

I was cooking up a plan

Tryna make a mill

Heard you was starving for them dollas

Tryna make a deal

Yea

I went to New York

With all my niggas there

Yea them bitches up north

Would all stop and stare

Yea I put them hunnids up

For a rainy day

I ain't gotta pop a pill

To take the pain away

I'm the truth in the booth nigga no lies told

I see thru the fuck shit with both eyes closed

Dodging these busters and low down hoes

You know how it is

Know how it goes for real

The tongue is sharper than steel

His words can penetrate steel

Smoke a lil weed

But I think I'm already limitless

What I look like poppin pills

Just a fifty first shade of grey

Ain't no peace outside the pearly gates

Still screaming RIP to Juice Wrld

I can't image poppin percs and fading away

Praying my emotions keep the rage at bay

Ain't no Superman to save to day

So I just contemplate the game we play

Tryna pick the locks and make a great escape

I wasn't in the field I am not a slave

Too much energy to stuff inside a cage

Niggas lyrically could never run my fade

Veteran but still young and underpaid

I'm tryna hire myself

Sit back and retire with wealth

You gotta water your seeds

If you want em to grow

Get active don't die on the shelf

You can tell it how you want

Imma tell it how it is

I was in the stu

You was in the fields

I was cooking up a plan

Tryna make a mill

Heard you was starving for them dollas

Tryna make a deal

Yea

I went to New York

With all my niggas there

Yea them bitches up north

Would all stop and stare

Yea I put them hunnids up

For a rainy day

I ain't gotta pop a pill

To take the pain away

That's a different shade of grey