How It Goes

Every day, every night, man I think of Kos
Think of Smoke, I just miss my bros (Miss my bros)
Keep your niggas close, 'cause you never know
I got Cuban links (Cuban links), all these stupid chains (All these stupid
chains)
Don’t know who to blame (Who to blame), for all the fuckin' pain
Only thing keepin' a nigga sane, is the studio, until we meet again ('Til we
meet a gain)
I’ma sign that deal with five chains around my neck
I got everything I want, it’s time that I invest
I’ve been everywhere I want, it’s time I take a jet, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I got so much goin' on, I can’t miss a bitch (I can’t miss a bitch)
I got so much on my plate, I’m gettin' sick of it (I'm gettin' sick of it)
They hatin', they don’t wanna see a nigga live (See a nigga live)
I’m already froze, I’m already froze (Froze)
Fly to LA in the Winter, I don’t need a coat (I don’t need a coat)
If I ain’t gettin' paid to beat it, I don’t need to go (I don’t need to go)
If I tell her it’s gonna hurt, she don’t need to know (She don’t need to know)
You know how it goes, you know how it goes
Yeah, you know how it goes