The Way I Did / Ratchet Love lyrics

[Chorus: Problem]
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
Did-did-did, what?
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
What?

[Verse 1: Problem]
Losin' ain't me, n*gga
Ain't never gon' be me, n*gga, don't try that
I done paid attention, paid every due
The game I done gained, b*tch n*ggas can't buy that (Why?)
Been back stabbed, n*gga, I been lied at
I got war wounds, n*gga, I been played (Been played)
Yeah, I got me some bread and I changed
But if n*ggas ran up, n*ggas know who gon' stay
Young chach, high with my stupid ass
How many drugs wanna try with my stupid ass?
How many chains I'ma buy with my stupid ass?
f*ck it, flex 'til I die with my stupid ass (Fire)

[Chorus: Problem]
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
Did-did-did, what?
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
[Verse 2: Problem]
Shootin', basketball
My pen n*ggas gettin' torn watchin' n*ggas from the basket ball
Free my n*gga Ron
Free my n*gga Miller
Free my n*gga Duck
Free my n*gga Green Eyes
Salute to my LA gang ties
Pushin' these drugs, I done seen it change lives
Pushin' these drugs is the reason why I shine
So I stay up in that new sh*t, can't be left behind

[Chorus: Problem]
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
Did-did-did, what?
Whoever thought I'd boss up like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd fall off like the way I did?
Whoever thought I'd bounce back like the way I did?
What?

[Interlude: Problem]
Man, this sh*t crazy
You just never know man
You just gotta stay on these n*ggas, huh
Ain't gon' let nothin', none of that
Sometimes you gotta get into war with your n*ggas
Sometimes you gotta, feel me, just get out here, and
Just get to what you know, you feel me?
My n*gga Dave say, you know you kicked off that bop, you feel me?
n*ggas need some love
What?
[Verse 3: Problem]
Motherf*ckin' ratchet love, n*gga
Sayin' they love you and hate you in the same text
It's that I don't want you to f*ck nobody else
Even though you gon' f*ck somebody else
Who just hit a n*gga line for some money though?
But a n*gga ain't gon' lie, kinda love it though
But I could never, young man, am I a thug or not?
Put that pus*y off Mollys that's what you say
In fact, I got a little time, we could leave today
L-O-L, I back line when I get freaky
Matter fact, you know I'm lyin', I ain't callin' you
And I probably ain't gon' call, I'm just fallin' through
And I damn near beat it, I'm trippin'
I know these rules don't make sense, b*tch, I'm different
But I can do it like this 'cause I'm gettin' it

[Chorus: Problem]
Yeah, it's that ratchet love
She f*cked you with another b*tch so off of you
She ain't really with that sh*t though
You ain't but you is like my b*tch though
Yeah, it's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love
Huh, what
It's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love
[Verse 4: Problem]
It's that ten toes down, you gon' stay
No matter what a motherf*cker do, no matter what you f*ckin' say
Yeah, I know your home girls hate me
f*ck them b*tches
What's it matter? They ain't gettin' di*ked down
Yeah, hop on this thing when that sh*t round
sh*t, I can barely stand, let me sit down
Got your hands in my pants, let me hit now

[Chorus: Problem]
Uh, it's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love
Ooh, yeah, sh*t
It's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love

[Verse 5: Problem]
It's that hate you and tell you I love you in the same text
It's that I got other hoes but you my favorite
Like, I would settle down but I can't sit
Think I really ain't gon' lie, I ain't sh*t
Yeah, she love my stupid ass
Put it with your sh*t 'cause you know you got stupid ass
And you put up with my sh*t 'cause I got stupid cash
And you put up with my sh*t 'cause I got stupid cash
Double up, real n*gga, ain't gon' f*ck it up
Girl, you got your n*gga hard, come and suck it up
You n*ggas don't do it like I do 'cause y'all ain't tough enough
Y'all ain't moved enough weight, y'all ain't buff enough

[Chorus: Problem]
Yeah, it's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love
Yeah, ooh, yeah
It's that ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' ratchet love
It's that motherf*ckin' tell you that I love and I hate you in the same text, yeah

[Interlude: Problem]
Girl, I ain't gon' even do-I'm not even gon' lie to her
It's like, f*ck it, I'm just gonna let that sh*t - it's just not-the sh*t
I think it's not what I'm talkin' 'bout, sh*t
Yeah, sneaky baby

[Verse 6: Nick Grant]
Uh, tell a hoe to love or just leave me alone
Watchin' for the devils that be leadin' me on
Yeah, it's all about the clique like I hung up the phone
Drop-top, slick back like Steven Seagal
What it is hoe? How ya feel?
They gon' do you dirty out the flower pot, for real
Chopper out the window, n*ggas hoppin' out for thrills
Give you the run around like you ain't got a deal
Not a shooter though
I just knew him though
I need a movie role
When your money ain't funny, b*tches don't boo your jokes
Kingpin of the pen, look how I move the dope
When life looks fishy, I eat a tuna roll
Nasty
How they gon' judge you when they don't know you?
All the leeches just won't allow you to be a mogul
Master teacher, the slave song tryna control you
But, sh*t, when you the go-to guy, who do you go to?