Slimelife Shawty - Just How It Is lyrics

[Intro] Damn Dior I say a whole lot of sh*t ni**a Now I'ma stand on that Not gon' stand behind it ni**a I'm slime, what's that, yeah you know [Chorus] And I've been on this road for a minute They tryna' kill me yeah Blame this my image They hate I'm livin' They hate I'm winnin' They hate the real me They hate that 'cause I stand up Ain't no b*tch I'ma make 'em feel me Like everytime, I ride 'round with hella nines I ride 'round with hella slimes Four pocket I need every dimes Four pocket I need all mine Watch how we all shine And I be goin' through a lot of sh*t, but that's gon' be all fine [Verse 1] Nah for real, nah for real I ain't spare nobody You dance with 'em you will crawl with them You stand with them you will fall with them fu*k you and you, fu*k all of them And they used to be my dawg and 'em Who fought on 'gram, that was bangin' slime (On God) But they didn't slide, they started switchin' sides See that sh*t brazy, fu*k it I'ma shoot no house, I'ma kill my man I'ma up that b*tch I bust it RIP Pop Smoke when it's smoke I pop (bust it) You'd think he's mad in a way we hella scammin And when we come through [?] (come here) Real deal stepper ni**a I'm somethin' like Gucci, you like Jeezy All that tweakin', big teethin' Claimin' you a demon Just lyin' to people, you misleadin' We were slimes before slime season No brainer mine keeper [?] blinker, slime people [?] [Chorus] And I've been on this road for a minute They tryna' kill me yeah Blame this my image They hate I'm livin' They hate I'm winnin' They hate the real me They hate that 'cause I stand up Ain't no b*tch I'ma make 'em feel me Like everytime, I ride 'round with hella nines I ride 'round with hella slimes Four pocket I need every dimes Four pocket I need all mine Watch how we all shine And I be goin' through a lot of sh*t, but that's gon' be all fine [Verse 2] That's just how it is Ooh ooh, this glizzy peekaboo, if I spot 'em I got 'em Ooh ooh, I might delete your crew, fu*k 'round and drop 'em Ooh ooh, ain't gon' lie I still be robbin' I still be jackin', and I'm full on rappin' I can teach a ni**a how to die in these streets sh*t Just come play with me, you'll die in this beef It ain't front don't want to see So I'm disguised in my tweets I be like damn RIP, you won't never never love for me Sike yeah I looked all the slugs All in LA when they [?] I took all the plugs and sold all the thugs, yeah My right pocket sloppy my left pocket cheese Don't sneak in and find the claw, yeah [?] [?] he ran [?]