Just How It Is lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done f*cked her crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my b*tch
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I'm the sh*t
I can no longer disguise it, b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I got cars galore, lil' b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich
I don't care nothin' 'bout no cop, I'm tellin' you just how it is

[Verse 1]
Put it in a Uber, send it to a shooter
Ask me how they do it, kickin' sh*t, Ryu, Ken
Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab
Hit 'em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed
Cash on delivery (Ayy)
G.O.A.T. talk of the century (Oh)
No time for gibberish, all the critics hearin' this
All the b*tches lipstick, and her pus*y slippery
I can call a troop, go by the name of Duke
Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose (Woo)
n*ggas stole a chain, but I ain't worried, fool
I'ma keep on spinnin' 'til they tell me who
[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done f*cked her crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my b*tch
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I'm the sh*t
I can no longer disguise it, b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I got cars galore, lil' b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich
I don't care nothin' 'bout no cop, I'm tellin' you just how it is

[Verse 2]
I don't gotta throw you sh*t like Kaepernick, nah
I got seven b*tches with me, Kaepernick
Yeah, R.I.P. Nipsey, I can tell you how to get rich
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this b*tch
I can tell you how to talk the most impeccable sh*t
I can show you how to walk like you got decimals, b*tch
Show you how I can get the top from all the top ten b*tches
I got white Adderalls and I have amoxicillin
I got lights on, baby, I got moths in this b*tch
No fly zone, caught you like you're Moss in this b*tch
Growin' tycoon and I took some losses, you b*tch
I'm a boss, but I don't like to take a loss in this b*tch (Wheezy outta here)
Such a player but I cake and cuddle all of my b*tches
I got layers, I got millions, I got all type of buildings
f*ck around and air the pus*y n*gga out like linen
Last n*gga tried me almost got popped in Lenox
Ask the cops, ask the detectives, they know all the business
Ask the cops and the detectives, all the jurisdictions
Ask the kids at school who ambition all the missions
Gave the lawyer close to two mil', he handle all the killings
I don't know and I don't wanna know who 'flaged Bentleys
I don't know what's goin' with bro, I think they all spillin'
We don't speak 'bout sh*t on wax, it's all mob business
We known to kill the biggest cats of all kitties
[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done f*cked her crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my b*tch
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I'm the sh*t
I can no longer disguise it, b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I got cars galore, lil' b*tch, 'cause I'm rich
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich
I don't care nothin' 'bout no cop, I'm tellin' you just how it is
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