Just How It Is Lyrics

Cody Lee you made this?

Let them 808s go sick, add a kick

How could you be mad at this, I'm just a kid

All I'm tryna do is live and get my chips

I know I've been through some shit but that's just how it is

How to live, finna give you wisdom how to stack your chips

They just find the wackest shit and multiply like maggots did

Don't care if you talented they just look for attractiveness

Take that positivity and start attracting it like magnets

Said it's about time I gave a outline on my objective

Use my downtime to make shit sound right, show my perspective

If it ain't music, it's probably losing all my attention

Make shit groovy, might start producing give me a second

That shit boring without recording, it need a message

I'll be touring and making more green, that's on my checklist

Make some money, then make it double

I'm stepping over puddles

Fuck a bank, put it all in the duffel

If I fall down, I recover

Focused on, don't get caught in some trouble

And staying with my brothers

Circle small, less than a dozen

And I can't break that huddle

We gon' ball like we play for the thunder not tryna starve, I'm increasing my numbers

Line of cars it go bumper to bumper

Tryna park, we perform at the function

Tryna talk, but you not saying nothing

But you not saying nothing

I know you constantly bluffing

I know the guys that you say you be with

I guess they must've forgot you or something

Where are the cars that you say you be whipping

They must've told you Bugatti or something

You the one saying you, you taking my bitch

I'm the one giving your mommy my number

Now it's all in the family

It take a army of y'all to offend me I'm taking off, I ain't planning on landing

I take a loss 'fore I settle on plan B

I am your pops, you resemble uncanny

Said I am your pops, you resemble uncanny

Let them 808s go sick, uh-huh add a kick,

How could you be mad at this yeah, I'm just a kid

All I'm tryna do is live

And get my chips I know I've been through some shit

But that's just how it is

Can't identify with fake and I never tried to date

They gon' always find a way to lie in my face and violate

I'm addicted to you Keisha but I don't got time today

I don't take shit to the head I let it take my mind away

My anxiety is climbing but it ain't my final days

And I'm finally surviving outside of my hideaway

If you don't got nothing else then find a way to grind today

Said if you don't got nothing else then find a way to grind today

And make them 808s go sick I'm giving game, enjoy the tips

Don't be fake, explore new shit

Uplift the less fortunate

Always break bread with the fam

Make sure that the portion split

How you fake, you hide your hand behind your back contortionist

Let them 808s go sick, uh-huh add a kick,

How could you be mad at this

I'm Just a kid

All I'm tryna do is live

And get my chips

I know I've been through some shit

But that's just how it is

That's just how it is

That's just how it is

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