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HOW IT IS
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HOW IT IS è stato pubblicato il 15 maggio 2026 da ROC Nation distribution come parte dell'album ELEVATOR MUSIC
Released15 maggio 2026
EtichettaROC Nation distribution
LinguaEnglish
BPM
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

[Intro]
Yeah, haha (Livin' and seein')
Uptown shit, you know the deal
It's down here, man
(Statik Selektah)
(Livin' and seein')
Uh
[Verse 1]
Cuttin' trees for the Russian Cream (Uh-huh)
Admit I live above my means like what's a luxury?
These pockets chubby, won't be comfy in a seat (Nah)
Look for trouble Uptown, get your lung turned to an onion ring (Haha)
I seen how they been duckin' me for some reason (Fuckin' pussies)
You ain't a legend, you was only nice for one season (Only nice for one season)
Dumb as Elmer Fudd gettin' told it's duck season
Now the kid a made man 'cause his thumb bleedin'
Smokin' spliffs, watch the solar eclipse
Nose bloody with my bitch doin' coke off her tits
A chauvinist, well-spoken like he Mean Gene Okerlund
Pushin' dope by the zip off a hundred four-fifth
Uptown shit, you know how the crown fit (Uptown shit)
Toured the country, venues barely had crowd fit
I be smokin' on that loud 'til I'm slouchin' (What else?)
Spent your last rap check on my outfit
[Chorus]
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Yeah, livin' and seein')
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Livin' and seein')
[Verse 2]
Met demands, earnin' hand over fist
Banana clips put the fancy blind pianist on the ransom list (What else?)
Ounce of cannabis in the ivory ramekin
At the gamblin' den off Canal speakin' mandarin
Rockin' laminates, but tell your man to get a ticket (Cop up)
Shorties write the kid into explicit fanfiction
They couldn't question the ambition
The cancer-stick smoker know Sko still spittin' gems for those who care to listen
Bobby Brown pockets, walk around with flat knots (Uh-huh)
I used to take the C train to the last stop
Went back and forth from rap concerts thinkin' I would get on
I don't got no baguettes on my wrist, but swear that my bread long
You out in Paris on your parents' dime (Uh)
Nowadays a paradigm, a handle of wine, tryna look for camera time (Yeah)
Stay livin' comfy off of family ties, yellin', "Hand me a dime"
And gentrify the city 'til we barely survive
[Chorus]
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Llivin' and seein')
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Livin' and seein')
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Llivin' and seein')
I'm just sayin' how it is
But we still (Livin' and seein')
Written by: Joshua Fersko, Napon Pintong, Patrick Baril
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