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How It Was (from "Grand Theft Auto V" soundtrack)

 

How It Was (from "Grand Theft Auto V" soundtrack)


[Hook:]
Hit the block and sell drugs
That's exactly how it was
Take the Sprite and take the codeine and I pour me up a cup
Get the molly, drink of mud and smoke some bud, that's how it was
Last night we made a movie I'mma tell you how it was
How it was, nigga how it was
How it was, bitch how it was
How it was, nigga how it was
How it was, I'mma tell you how it was

[Verse 1:]
Whipping, whipping, whipping
Whipping, whipping, whipping, whipping it
Flipping, flipping, flipping
Flipping, flipping, flipping, flipping it
I was self motivated, I was self driven
I got my determination now I'm really winning
We could pull up Maseratis, I done whipped the Benzes
I was handing thousands out when I go shop at Lenox
When it come to stacking cash up it ain't no limit
I got racks on top of racks and I ain't talking tennis
It's some girls that's gone wild I like to see them kissing
It's some niggas playing foul and they sneak dissing
I won't let her hold me back to complete my mission
It ain't easy when you try to make it out the trenches

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
I'm the dope man, dope man yes I am
Turned your baby momma house into a drug lab
I was using all the forks, using all the pans
She done seen a lot of money touch a nigga hands
Saw me microwaving dope, like some leftovers
Drugged in with the green grow a lawn mower
I'm a Michael Fox, you're just an Air Royal
I'm a space cadet, an astronaut, a rockstar
I was trapped in the trap dodging cop cars
I'm on Pluto, I'm on Jupiter, and Mars
You ain't foreign, it's okay I like all broads
I'mma hustle everyday so I don't never starve

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]
Serve it to you cleaner than the house keeper
Cruising by the scene with a street sweeper
Pour a half a pint of codeine in a two liter
Scorching hot flame, all that Future drive is heaters
I put passion in my lyrics and I'm working in 'em
Got a dogfood connect DMX nigga
Got a styrofoam cup, and I pour it up
Think I'm Usain Bolt, ran my bands up
Ain't no pressure on my money cause I'm certified.....

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