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Lil Poppa

How It Be

 

How It Be

(album: Half Man, Half Vamp - 2023)


Say I just paid my tithes for the week
Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet
If she don't bring that back, it's beef
Might be the same shit we doing on them other nigga's streets
Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be
I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe
But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease
Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling the iron for me
Nah, it ain't not time for crying, yeah bitch, it ain't no time for grief

She know I'm rolling 'cause when I roll, I toss and turn, it ain't no sleep
Bitch smart, she peep shit, she know I'm sneaking and geeking
Can't get out my head, I'm up stressing for no reason
Knowing I done ran that money up for the season
Why they wait to show love when you coming up? I don't need it
I already came bitch, what you coming for?
Youngin been pushing Eddie Kane to get his money up
Shit, he just trying to fuck the summer up
Lil' one, I know where you coming from
What you think they call me Sonny for?
Two Drac's, Two fifty clips and nigga, that's a honey bun
I know it's fake, that shit you sip too cheap
I don't drink no more, I'm done
Back end on bodies, the front end on guns
I ain't keeping track of the score but if I was

Say I just paid my tithes for the week
Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet
If she don't bring that back ,it's beef
Might be the same shit we doing on them other nigga's streets
Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be
I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe
But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease
Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling the iron for me
Nah, it ain't not time for crying, yeah bitch, it ain't no time for grief

I got a cousin that act like O-Dog and one act like Sharif
He pray five times a day and he don't really like to eat
No, he don't fuck with that pork, shit, he barely like the beef
But I know all behind me, he'll knock a nigga off they feet
Shortstop Chi Chi taught me set up shop on nigga's street
Chop shop, better stop playing like I ain't get the game from Smiley
I ain't left the crib, I'm watching Boondocks, getting game from Riley
Got enough not to leave, it's up to me, I really ain't decided
I'm on more than weed, girl, I ain't influencing you to try it
Stop speaking on Corbin please, all behind that shit niggas died
Don't do no recording me, in a world of weirdos, I rather hide
You know pressure still get applied, I ain't even got to come outside

Say I just paid my tithes for the week
Bitch say she need me, I had to put her on her feet
If she dont bring that back, it's beef
Might be the same shit we doing on them other nigga's streets
Sometimes your brother don't really be your brother, I know how it be
I know what it takes to live, take a second and just breathe
But I got something if you want to feel, that shit'll put your mind at ease
Behind mine's, I'm dying, they gon' sling the iron for me
Nah, it ain't not time for crying, yeah bitch, it ain't no time for grief

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