[Intro: Buckshot] That's the way shit iz That's the way shit iz That's the way shit iz And that's the way shit iz [Buckshot] My man on the corner with a bottle of juice Every day hustlin', botherin' you Well, what would you do, if it came to you? And the world put the blame on you, like it's your fault? I was taught, no shorts, to take Get everything I want and go for break Go for broke, don't you know Life is like one big door, closing slow So, let's procede, gotta have probe bigger than the S.C. Or, M3, or Benz 3, or them three, or anything Of them things, so -- let's get deeper Cause life is dictated through a speaker And y'all need ta, peep the, bigger picture Behind that, reefer, every generation needs a New drug, to me, that shit been bugged Well, I guess that's how it be cuz The world won't change, and you can't change the world neither [Chorus: Tek (Buckshot) {Steele}] Every day all day, round the way Gettin' chased by the rich, you wish (That's the way shit iz) {Little homey just didn't make way Got blazed on the strip} (That's the way shit iz) Young g had money and the game Got played a bitch (That's the way shit iz) {All I know, is we gon' roll And we won't stop til we make it rich} (And that's the way shit iz) [Buckshot] Living in the fucked up city Walkin', trynna avoid beef, from often Hawkin', by the same little dudes with a lil' food Got a let fed, now they feel a little rude Fuck feuds, they don't fight, they fire Cause they won't let Buckshot retire I, then keep it going though When it get outta hand, don't tell so and so Fam, niggaz be frontin', like they man Wanna run to the cops, give 'em the drop on the shot Damn, comin' out my crib, I seen two cops Started wildin' out, thinkin' I'm 2Pac, bust 2 shots Now it's a warzone, and I'm on the run Plus I got a body on the gun, gotta call my son Son, this is shit is off the chain Nowadays, niggaz will do whatever for fame There's no gain, no shame, it's a double o thing Right now, the po' men love to go to pole main [Chorus x2]