J Hus, Randy Valentine - How It Goes lyrics
[J Hus, Randy Valentine - How It Goes lyrics]
Confidence and reliance are the
Art of finding you if you don't have a
Sudden sense of self-worth
You listen to what others have to
Say every time and be swayed
By their insistence of what is
Wrong and what is right
Learn to trust your feelings (J-J-JOAT)
Ya zimme!
This is how it goes
When you living life on the road
Cops come kickin’ in ya door
They said you broke the law
Excuses they don't wanna know
They lock you up and throw you in jail
I seen it all before
Maybe like a million times or more
That’s why I keep the toolie in the jar
'Cause I'm nobody's dog
And I know bodies will be on the floor
And I don't want it to be me, lord
And every time that I leave
Mum won't stop praying 'til I come home
'Cause I’m outchea
Doing all the things that she can’t condone
I can see my reflection
But my identity’s still unknown
Rolling on my enemies with a one pop
Tryna kill two birds with one stone
I said the streets is a gun zone, gun zone
You haffi lookout for gun clone
Love square we a claim so dem run town
Ghetto circle dem boy they will run round
We run the compound
So when we see feds we no jump 'round
Stand up on di corner wi me hands fold
We got de console, we in a control
Man I ride for my team
Tracksuit's full of residue
Likkle man this is a life that you never knew
You couldn’t spend a week in my crepes
My block breezy baguettes
Yuh nuh know what a gun is
How yuh fi say yuh a di baddest
A when yuh hear (Pop) you a vanish
Mi know dat from east
Landan to crystal palace
Wi will mek yuh disappear like magic
This is how it goes
When you living life on the road
Cops come kickin’ in ya door
They said you broke the law
Excuses they don't wanna know
They lock you up and throw you in jail
I seen it all before
Maybe like a million times or more
That’s why I keep the toolie in the jar
'Cause I'm nobody's dog
And I know bodies will be on the floor
And I don't want it to be me, lord
Yo dem brothers don’t like me
It can never be an issue
I got dirt on my hands I
Can’t wipe with a tissue
School kids that bang sticks and
Can’t even tell time
That’s when detention turns into jail time
You gotta watch your friends
Everybody’s tryna eat
And free P he’s the last of a dying breed
I wish I could rewind it’s a eye for a eye
The blind following blind
My spirit dem really waan fi tackle
Mind me affi slap dem wid a snapple
Throw dem inna jail who yuh waan fi shackle
Wi dun know it is a spiritual battle
So oh eventually they are with
Some nunchakus and mi nackas
Just in case yuh wanna tap one of mi choppas
Tun in yuh body lie, no gimme no apple
Ghetto rebel youts comin' at yuh
This is how it goes
When you living life on the road
Cops come kickin’ in ya door
They said you broke the law
Excuses they don't wanna know
They lock you up and throw you in jail
I seen it all before
Maybe like a million times or more
That’s why I keep the toolie in the jar
'Cause I'm nobody's dog
And I know bodies will be on the floor
And I don't want it to be me, lord
(J-J-JOAT)