How it goes Lyrics

Mr.AL made this shit

Versatile

Like a neck pillow

I don't wanna check Zillow

Give the money to my guy tell him make sure that there's sauna and a

tennis court along the back

What's the code? that's the only thing I'm tryna crack

Constricting like a python

I'll be working till the lights on

Till the lights up

Gotta make the right song

Nah lighten up

I just gotta make it my sons so brighten up

Mismatched

But I don't need to match more

This my purpose my outlet and my platform

And it's a wrap

Tour and many tracks

Cannot get away from it it's like your paying tax

And I want my percentage too

Napping in my tennis shoes

Laugh at all the petty news

Remember what I said to you

Dreams are lent

Mine are going up

Kinda like I'm pitching a tent

I'm too sturdy

Too worthy

Real as it gets

Not blue

Are you

Feeling the jets?

Mr. West said it best

You can't catch me lying

Giving up for me is way harder than ever trying

Yup yup

That's how it goes

I won't stop so I won't lose

Yup yup

That's how it goes

I won't stop so I won't lose

Yup yup

That's how it goes

Yup yup

That's how it goes

Yup yup

That's how it goes

That that

That's how it goes

C'est la Vie

Every place I be

Every place I go

Every place I see

Every face I meet

I'm reading all the signs

Limitations limiting is only in the mind

"Wow, that's pretty much impossible"

Get that a lot but won't when I'll be tropical

Gotta see it

Before they ever can

Ceilings on their heads filled with dread only something you can understand

Full speed ahead it's me I'm juxtaposed to

I don't need to stress cuz I'm doing what I'm supposed to

I won't change but I'm dressing in the phone booth

Yesterday is gone forget it that's the old you

As a kid I wanted to invent

And now I do

Funny how things lay and play out when you

Go against the grain called insane but then it's cool

Little by little inching forwards is my rule

I'm winning over hearts

Climbing up the charts

I'm just too prestigious playing pieces is my part

The world is like my pallet

And life is like my art

Imagine if the greats were too afraid to ever start?