The Way It Be

Lyrics

[Intro: Stat Quo] Yeah, huh, y'know what? I'm always hearin' that life's a bitch, y'know what I'm sayin'? But, that's one bitch you gotta live wit And I ain't tryna get a divor' Shit, I ain't leavin' her 'til she ready to leave me Ya feel me? [Verse 1: Stat Quo] Born a cell mate, day late, dollar show In and out of court, Mama fightin' for child support Broke as fuck, every bill late in the house Started grindin', tryna find a way up out It's rough when you doin' it alone, I was influenced By them niggas out slangin' them stones, young and foolish Me and T. Jones used to pull capers Breakin' niggas cars and crib to get paper Hit it with no chasers and I acted with basis Police would chase us up and down apartments, huh Now you in the car with dark tint Your life is taken over bullshit, damn, you missed Mu graduation, the day I got signed, I could feel you It's like you're all off on my mind, how could they kill you? (Ugh!) Life ain't long enough Fate came and took a real motherfucker from us And that's fucked up [Hook: Stat Quo] The poor get poor, the rich get richer (Ugh!) My back against the wall, I'ma rob me a nigga And that's the way the shit be (Woo!) (Yeah) That's the way the shit be Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is Life's too short, the struggle too long (The struggle too long) Today, you're hear, tomorrow, you're gone And that's the way that shit be, yeah, ugh Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is [Verse 2: Scarface] Street life's dangerous, it ain't no thang for us To ride on strangers that's not in the gang with us Don't feel no pain and ain't no changin' us Straight up real, homie, 'cause that's how it came to us Two light words spoke the struggle to sell dope You're rockin' for profit, tryna come out this Hell hole Money and fast cars'll come up for certain For niggas that flash hard but closin' they curtains Got homies in jail now, stumbled and fell down Ones who was known snitches, yeah, they don't come around We stick to the basics, ain't playin' no games here We come from the ghetto, ain't sayin' no names here The cold of the streets, the heart of the beast Won't amount me to fall victim 'cause I gotta eat And I got a baby now that I gotta feed This is the lifestyle that I gotta lead, when the- [Hook: Stat Quo] The poor get poor, the rich get richer (Ugh!) My back against the wall, I'ma rob me a nigga And that's the way the shit be (Woo!) (Yeah) That's the way the shit be Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is Life's too short, the struggle too long (The struggle too long) Today, you're hear, tomorrow, you're gone And that's the way that shit be, yeah, ugh Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is [Verse 3: Stat Quo] I'm a [?], means a lot, one is all I got 'Cause if I get got by the Reaper, blow on his reefer Takin' me deeper, it's to keep a life that is There's a price to live, understand me One day a drawer, 364 days of bullshit happenin' What's gon' happen? Stretch bills up (Bills up) Pressure'll get ya, the way you wanns kill yourself I paint that picture, squeeze Barrel in ya mouth, swallow the shot The frame dropped 6 feet deep, ya flesh rot And that's real talk, on that ass As the sands keep fallin' through the hour glass The hour glass [Hook: Stat Quo] The poor get poor, the rich get richer (Ugh!) My back against the wall, I'ma rob me a nigga And that's the way the shit be (Woo!) (Yeah) That's the way the shit be Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is Life's too short, the struggle too long (The struggle too long) Today, you're hear, tomorrow, you're gone And that's the way that shit be (The way that shit be), yeah, ugh Don't bother worryin' about it, it's the way it is