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LorTyeDaBeast - How It Go Lyrics



LorTyeDaBeast - How It Go Lyrics




I cant be trustin' these bitches, they tell you they love you the first of the month
I cant be cuffin' these bitches, they letting you f*ck if you take them to lunch
They all be the same, they see all these chains and money and they gon' come
I might hit em' all and only shoot em' a text, at they time of the month
These bitches be the main down fall ain't gon' be mine
On the road, I press decline, get em' off one at a time
In that jungle, swingin' from vines, lil woahdy got his nine
Took his sword, drew that line, if you step over, then it's homicide

This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
Street lights got the most stats, feds instigatin', sharing the taps
How them niggas, they know where we at, how they know we be ridin' in black

Screamin' f*ck the police, till they free lor black
Yeah, I hate when he call on collect, no reception, wait for it, come back
Motivation, I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I do what I can
I don't wanna get blinded, tryna keep my head on straight as I can

I'm doin' the best I can, yeah, nelly my brother, my kin
He felt that pain, I did, so he know I don't gotta use no pen
They like, no, we goin' for the win, they like, no, we here to the end
Gotta keep on holdin' my chin, dark smile behind this grin

God got me, I can't trip, still loyal, I can't flip
Nah, I ain't never bite my lip, nah, I ain't never bite my lip
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
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I cant be trustin' these bitches, they tell you they love you the first of the month
I cant be cuffin' these bitches, they letting you f*ck if you take them to lunch
They all be the same, they see all these chains and money and they gon' come
I might hit em' all and only shoot em' a text, at they time of the month
These bitches be the main down fall ain't gon' be mine
On the road, I press decline, get em' off one at a time
In that jungle, swingin' from vines, lil woahdy got his nine
Took his sword, drew that line, if you step over, then it's homicide

This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
Street lights got the most stats, feds instigatin', sharing the taps
How them niggas, they know where we at, how they know we be ridin' in black

Screamin' f*ck the police, till they free lor black
Yeah, I hate when he call on collect, no reception, wait for it, come back
Motivation, I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I do what I can
I don't wanna get blinded, tryna keep my head on straight as I can

I'm doin' the best I can, yeah, nelly my brother, my kin
He felt that pain, I did, so he know I don't gotta use no pen
They like, no, we goin' for the win, they like, no, we here to the end
Gotta keep on holdin' my chin, dark smile behind this grin

God got me, I can't trip, still loyal, I can't flip
Nah, I ain't never bite my lip, nah, I ain't never bite my lip
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
This how this shit go, yeah, this how this shit go
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Writer: Tyrone Davis Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: LorTyeDaBeast
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Tyrone Davis Jr

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