作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Bryan Simmons/Daan Huijbregts

作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Bryan Simmons/Daan Huijbregts

The way things goin', nigga, might not see the backend

The way things goin', gotta ride 'round with an FN

The way things goin' only family matters

The way things goin' made the whole crowd scatter

The way things goin', get the money off top

The way things goin', niggas made it off the block

The way things goin', gotta pull up in that drop

The way things goin', oh

The way things goin', oh (Yeah)

The way things goin', oh, (Hey, gotta fill my cup)

Tom Ford, suit and dress, them handin' out my business

Raised in the trenches, been in the trap since an infant

Sold all my ****, now, my trap out all the feelings

Pack came in the mail, I run through 'em in a minute

Money went to my brain, ice done got on my skin

Dallas shit, you trappin' shit, I'm treatin' like my twin

'Rari with the wing on it, I spent like seven tens

Shawty done gone seven-thirty

I want caught up in my winds

Bullet-proof Trackhawk, had to geek out the engine

Got it out the concrete, flyin' to other countries

Bad *****, poppin' outside, Gucci onesie

The way things goin', nigga, might not see the backend

The way things goin', gotta ride 'round with an FN

The way things goin' only family matters

The way things goin' made the whole crowd scatter

The way things goin', get the money off top

The way things goin', niggas made it off the block

The way things goin', gotta pull up in that drop

The way things goin', oh

The way things goin', oh

The way things goin', oh, (Gotta pull up foreign, you know what I'm sayin'?)

Mad rich, got it out the mud, it was ugly

Average, I can't go back to havin' nothin'

Savage, product of my environment, I'm hustlin'

Karats, parody gon' glisten when it's dirty

Karats, they glisten when they dirty, keep a thirty

Bulletproof Suburban, avoidin' all the worries

The way I ball, I know that for sure that every time my jersey breakin' the laws

Wake up early morning, go serve it

Take time buildin' my crib like a pyramid (That my crib)

Reminiscin' where I come from, get money a religion

You got smoke in the air, don't let it cloud your vision

Some of my partners not here, I really do miss you

Take the money and ball it up, and use it for tissues

Sendin' gun powder out, resolving these issues

And the way things goin' is very malicious

It's another bloody summer inside of my city

Uh, it's another bloody summer inside of my city

Uh, the way things goin' (The way things goin')