As It Go Lyrics

(MKE quan)

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Tryna break it down but you can't understand a thing

Gave more than I ever got and I charged it to the game

All that sneak diss and subliminals, is you pussy at a name

Take a nigga place before we give they ass a lane

Tryna break it down but you can't understand a thing

Gave more than I ever got and I charge into the game

All that sneak diss and subliminals, is you pussy at a name

Take a nigga place before we give they ass a lane

Niggas rap out where they tryna go, I give em' what I live through

So when they bring up names, they know I'm one that really hit through

Glad I find the mic, never find the one to vent to

You worry bout betrayal, you be surprised with some of my kin do

In the penitentiary, growing knowledge off his kindle

Bringing down the house like Queen Latifah, we a set it off

I know niggas rich and out the trenches and they ain't sell at all

Got up on my ass like, why you waiting, nigga, let it off

They won't stop my shine and all my grind, I try to give it all

Make sure that them niggas really serious before you get involved

Live up them emotions, move around when the feeling off

He was tryna tax and got flamed cause he ain't feel the cost

Shit be situational, I'm playing it as it go

All them ways them niggas treated you, you mad about the hoe

We play tag when we was younger, now that tag had got your toe

The way I'm rapping at my lowest, they can tell that I'm a goat

What you know about having none, but dealing drugs keep you afloat

So bad you really wanna quit, but none compare to selling dope

Niggas handing out them testers, leaving heads up in the choke

The way they say he whipped it up, he put his feet up in the snow

Could've left that shit alone, but shit, he felt to up the sco

I stopped stealing since a kid when I got caught up at the store

Cuz tryna be out longer, so we lying to his P.O

I was living with my mama, tryna hide my 3-0

SOne of the realest niggas I ever met was 10 minus 4

Had to learn from my big homies who was handing down them ropes

Tryna tell me that my path, I'm headed down right now, Is wrong

They don't want that pistol quan, they want me rap singing on songs

I got love for all my people, we can't never get along

I been up in my survivor mode, tryna get a nigga gone

Take pennies off a phone and you can send a nigga on

I ain't talking bout no Lyft , but you can send a nigga home

Shit be situational, I'm playing it as it go

All them ways them niggas treated you, you mad about the hoe

We tag when we was younger, now , that tag, had got yo toe

The way I'm rapping at my lowest, they can tell that I'm a goat

What you know bout having none, but dealing drugs keep you afloat

So bad you really wanna quit, but none compare to selling dope

Niggas handing out them testers, leaving hands up in the toe

The way they say he whipped it up, he put his feet up in the snow

Could've left that shit alone, but shit, he felt to up da sco'

I stopped stealing since a kid when I got caught up at the store

Cuts tryna be out longer, so we lying to his P.O

I was living with my mama, tryna hide my 3-0