Sola - Way It Goes lyrics

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Sola - Way It Goes lyrics

Skinny n***a, pockets fat n***a the boss is back n***a with an atitude, my money never talking back If you ain't talking stacks, That means you talking smack My money outer space long, Bring you to the stars and back Finished first, started last Flows be giving heart attacks Bumping to this ba** Cause I'm balling like I'm off to bat I know you see us Cause while we're in the field You've been seated in the bleachers You know you want to be us You're studying the flavor so you sip it like a c-plus Now tell me how that taste bruh, Yuck! Dont ask me for no features Don't do me any favors Cause for that celtics money I bang on 'em like the lakers Eyes low, under the bucket hat Come f** with that Gave y'all a dose but you couldn't get enough of that I got these b**hes running back And I'm ahead of the game I'm laid back getting head in the rain I'm saying Hook x2 n***a thats the way it goes If this sh** a game then I got these n***as 8 - 0 We getting money, you can tell the way the paper fold Ball out, put some in the stash, then we get some more If this sh**'s a game, then I got these n***as 8 - 0 Sola's back on his sh**, say it ain't so Cause when I was fully working And I ain't talk to nobody You wasn't working, that sh** ain't hurting nobody But yourself, I pause y'all need help Hopped out the other side looking like a genocide Like we tryna k** ourselves I'm here now, and won't save em Records more than worthy so you f**ing better play 'em I'm just in this sh** living and I do it like a king Tyson with the flow, I could smack you when I sing It's the billion dollar dream team Check the stats and the statistics To let everyone know that we in this Hook x2