How It's Gotta Be

Ka-Flame Speaks

Fuck the fame, though they claim, I'm all in it

Only thang, that remains is, bitch I'm authentic

Give a fuck about them blocks, you say yo opps, all spinnin

Want the cash off top, so how much are yall spending?

Laughing to the bank, while yall sucka's all grinning

Only question that I'm asking, how the fuck are yall winning?

We just trying get a meal, shit we feel, we gotta eat

I didn't wanna do it to them, but that's how it's gotta be

Still the dealer, of Flo'caine, conceal it, in yo veins

This feeling, is so strange (more realer, than those lames)

Considered, the dope game, but took another route

I'm revealing, the most pain, but still, I thugged it out

Without a doubt, I have witnessed, the sickest shit, ever heard

The truth is so vivid, that's why I'm quick to, give them my word

From that curb, to that block, from that block, to them streets

You could play defensive line, still it ain't no blocking me

I'm out to get it, reeling in them dividends

Open up ya eyes, you hate to see, a **** win

They're born losers, I'm riding with them tools up

Triple C's, "Certified Chevrolet Cruiser"

Low key, OG, dope beat, producer

Inject this in ya veins, you a Flo'caine user, abuser

Chilling with this dame, can't confuse her

Say that life a bitch, watch how quick, you fools lose her

For fucking with Flame

Fuck the fame, though they claim, I'm all in it

Only thang, that remains is, bitch I'm authentic

Give a fuck about them blocks, you say yo opps, all spinnin

Want the cash off top, so how much are yall spending?

Laughing to the bank, while yall sucka's all grinning

Only question that I'm asking, how the fuck are yall winning?

We just trying get a meal, shit we feel, we gotta eat

I didn't wanna do it to them, but that's how it's gotta be, fuck it

Real talk, I got some shit, that they gotta see

Getting these numbers up, like I picked, for the lottery

The way I'm pulling up, know these bitches, gone plot on me

But I don't give a fuck, I'm causing Havoc, like Prodigy

I know they cannot compete, see I did, a lot for free

They saying, they got the streets, I'm saying, they probably

On that hating shit, obviously, they owe me apologies

Kicking in their door, they hit the floor, like a robbery

The odyssey of Flame, catch this plane, or you'll leave late

Know my real ****, got this real shit, on replay

Now you mad, they don't be playing, yo lil weak tape

You ain't got no money, ho's be calling you, a cheapskate

Say they want beef, but my dawgs, they don't eat steak

I'm the hottest, and that shit ain't up, for debate

Motivational purposes, tell them ho's, to be great

Know why they oppose, cause my flows

Will make the beat break, Bitch

Fuck the fame, though they claim, I'm all in it

Only thang, that remains is, bitch I'm authentic

Give a fuck about them blocks, you say yo opps, all spinnin

Want the cash off top, so how much are yall spending?

Laughing to the bank, while yall sucka's all grinning

Only question that I'm asking, how the fuck are yall winning?

We just trying get a meal, shit we feel, we gotta eat

I didn't wanna do it to them, but that's how it's gotta be, fuck it