"HOW IT IS" lyrics
Lord Sko & Statik Selektah Lyrics
You know the deal
Statik Selektah
Cutting trees for The Russian cream
Admit I live above my means like what's a luxury
These pockets chubby won't be comfy in a seat
Look for trouble uptown
Get your lung turned to an onion ring
I seen how they been ducking me for some reason
You ain't a legend you was only nice for one season
Dumb as Elmer Fudd getting told it's duck season
Now the kid a made man 'cause his thumb bleeding
Smoking spliffs watch the solar eclipse
Nose bloody with my bitch doing coke off her tits
A chauvinist well spoken like he mean gene Oakland
Pushing dope by the zip off of a hundred four fifth
Uptown shit you know how the crown fit
Toured the country venues barely had crowd fit
I be smoking on that loud till I'm slouching
What else?
Spent your last rap check on my outfit
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
Met demands earning hand over fist
Banana clips put the fancy blind pianist on the ransom list
Ounce of cannabis in the ivory ramekin
At the gambling den off canal speaking Mandarin
Rocking laminates but tell ya man to get a ticket
Shorty's write the kid into explicit fan fiction
They couldn't question the ambition
The cancer stick smoker know Sko
Still spitting gems for those who care to listen
Bobby Brown pockets walk around with flat knots
I used to take the C Train to the last stop
Went back and forth from rap concerts thinking I would get on
I don't got no baguettes on my wrist but I swear my bread long
You out in Paris on ya parents dime
Nowadays a paradigm a handle of wine tryna look for camera time
Stay living comfy off em Family Ties yelling hand me a dime
And gentrify the city till we barely survive
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
Statik Selektah
Cutting trees for The Russian cream
Admit I live above my means like what's a luxury
These pockets chubby won't be comfy in a seat
Look for trouble uptown
Get your lung turned to an onion ring
I seen how they been ducking me for some reason
You ain't a legend you was only nice for one season
Dumb as Elmer Fudd getting told it's duck season
Now the kid a made man 'cause his thumb bleeding
Smoking spliffs watch the solar eclipse
Nose bloody with my bitch doing coke off her tits
A chauvinist well spoken like he mean gene Oakland
Pushing dope by the zip off of a hundred four fifth
Uptown shit you know how the crown fit
Toured the country venues barely had crowd fit
I be smoking on that loud till I'm slouching
What else?
Spent your last rap check on my outfit
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
Met demands earning hand over fist
Banana clips put the fancy blind pianist on the ransom list
Ounce of cannabis in the ivory ramekin
At the gambling den off canal speaking Mandarin
Rocking laminates but tell ya man to get a ticket
Shorty's write the kid into explicit fan fiction
They couldn't question the ambition
The cancer stick smoker know Sko
Still spitting gems for those who care to listen
Bobby Brown pockets walk around with flat knots
I used to take the C Train to the last stop
Went back and forth from rap concerts thinking I would get on
I don't got no baguettes on my wrist but I swear my bread long
You out in Paris on ya parents dime
Nowadays a paradigm a handle of wine tryna look for camera time
Stay living comfy off em Family Ties yelling hand me a dime
And gentrify the city till we barely survive
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
I'm just saying how it is
But we still (living and seeing)
