Bigg Kent - Be That Way Lyrics

Have you ever wanted something you just couldn't get
It's not me, I've got everything I want
Broke ass niggas
ON Kingsley

It be that way sometimes
It be drama you can't avoid
It could be a baby mama situation or
Some opp shit with your boys
Either way, you gotta go outside
Ain't no in the house like corey
So I went and got a brand new Silencer
Sound like a screenshot on Android
Bootman, bootman, bootman, bootman, bootman, nigga,
I do it
Ayee
I'm the type that'll spin your block and
Come back like my team was losing
And I keep the ruler like a student
Heavy metal like rock music
All type of tools like home improvement
All different caps like I was Jewish
And if I tell a bitch be quiet,
She gon' shut up right then and there
She gon' hold her motherf*ckin' tongue
Like that shit bout to get pierced
And this Knife I call it gossip
Cause it goes from ear to ear
And I been in the hood so long,
I shoulda won mechanic of the year
Ay,
Me and Cheche keep beefin'
All of a sudden she keep geekin'
But we still gon' handle that business
We re-up together every weekend
We walk in the trap and then have a seat
Look like we havin' a meeting
Then we weigh it up and split them zips
And go back to not speakin'
Ay, I got dropped like I fumble
Keep that on the hush like I mumble
And my new boo got a bubble
And I'm teachin' her how to hustle
And she actually'doing pretty good
I mean gooder than the motherf*cker
And it looks like I took my shirt off the way I touch these buttons
Ay, they tell me don't trust niggas
And watch who you call your company
What they forgot that I'm a son of God
And though rod and staff still confort me
As i carry this glock 26
And I'm the tallest nigga in the valley
I give a nigga full auto parts
And I'm feelin' like O'RILEYSS
I'm in my bag more than ever
And my house look like Hugh Hefner's
And I upgraded my preference
Now my bitches start to look better
What, y'all ain't get the message
That these broke niggas gon' do whatever
Tell me how you expect them to change
If they ain't got no change on they dresser
If they ain't got no change for the meter
Or the car To park in either
All they do is
Diss on the track
I'ma start callin' they ass ethers
And it's always over a bitch
Always over a dick eater
We'll pull up and bring that smoke
You gon' catch the eggs like it's Easter
I'm the new cash app king
On a rod my shit' Ding
I fell in little sticks and beams
And the switch like I'm tradin' teams
We can even get in the ring
I still knuckle up and swing
But let it go further than that
And I'm droppin' 50 like I'm Kyrie
Ay, don't get in my business
Cause im really ona mission
And my right hand keep sweatin'
And my left eye keep twistin'
Now they callin' us linebackers
Cause the way my niggas be hittin'
And we really tryin' to get it
Headed to the top like quick visits