How It Is lyrics

by

Brotha Lynch Hung


[Produced By Curtiss King]

[Verse 1]
I got nothing but time to get this sh*t cracking
Making money off this rapping, they tell me my sh*t is active
Women think I’m attractive so I get it how I live n*gga
Die before I work a 9 to 5 trying to live n*gga
Uh, I’ll kill for a peso
Kill when I say so, ready to let this thing go
Survival of the fittest, go and get it
Break bread n*gga
Run up in your sh*t if my family ain’t getting fed n*gga
I behead n*ggas, fill you up with lead n*gga
[?] all red n*gga, ended up with dead n*ggas
That’s what I said n*gga, do all that I can n*gga
I’m the f*cking man n*gga, diehard fans n*gga

[Hook][x3]
I get it how I live n*gga
No matter where I live n*gga
Check my sh*t on how I did n*ggas
Kill for them M’s n*gga
This is how it is n*gga

[Verse 2]
Get f*cked, whatever to get a quick buck
n*ggas slip up and I get em, even for ten bucks
Cause sh*t’s rough, it gets tough when you ain’t get enough
n*ggas asking for free verses, I need my di*k sucked
You want this, you want that, but can’t pay up
All they want to do is smoke weed, drink, and lay up
I work until the day up, and I ain’t never gave up
Grind or die trying, no kicking it with you lame f*cks
You n*ggas think you spit cause you spit fast
Well really all that sh*t’s trash, I’m telling you your sh*t’s ass
You heard it from the protégé, brought to you by Brotha Lynch
Season of the f*cking sick, better know who you f*cking with

[Hook][x3]

[Outro]
Yeah
Curtiss King
On the motherf*cking boards and keyboards and sh*t
However you producers do that sh*t
Cause I can’t do it
But I can spit that sh*t over it
Shout out my n*gga Curtiss King n*gga
West west
Trizz

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