How It Goes

[Intro] Start relying on yourself Confidence and reliance are the art of finding you If you don't have a sudden sense of self-worth, you listen to what others have to say every time and be swayed by their insistence of what is wrong and what is right Learn to trust your feelings (J-J-JOAT) Ya zimme! [Chorus: Randy Valentine] This is how it goes, when you living life on the road Cops come kickin’ in ya door They said you broke the law Excuses they don't wanna know They lock you up and throw you in jail I seen it all before Maybe like a million times or more, that’s why I keep the toolie in the jar 'Cause I'm nobody's dog And I know bodies will be on the floor and I don't want it to be me, Lord [Verse 1: J Hus] And every time that I leave, mum won't stop praying 'til I come home 'Cause I’m outchea, doing all the things that she can’t condone I can see my reflection, but my identity’s still unknown Rolling on my enemies with a one pop, tryna kill two birds with one stone [Verse 2: Randy Valentine] I said the streets is a gun zone, gun zone You haffi lookout for gun clone Love square we a claim so dem run town Ghetto circle dem boy they will run round We run the compound So when we see feds we no jump 'round Stand up on di corner wi me hands fold We got de console, we in a control [Verse 3: J Hus] Man I ride for my team, tracksuits full of residue Likkle man this is a life that you never knew You couldn’t spend a week in my crepes My block breezy baguettes [Verse 4: Randy Valentine] Yuh nuh know what a gun is How yuh fi say yuh a di baddest A when yuh hear (Pop!) you a vanish Mi know dat from east landan to crystal palace Wi will mek yuh disappear like magic [Chorus: Randy Valentine] This is how it goes, when you living life on the road Cops come kickin’ in ya door They said you broke the law Excuses they don't wanna know They lock you up and throw you in jail I seen it all before Maybe like a million times or more, that’s why I keep the toolie in the jar 'Cause I'm nobody's dog And I know bodies will be on the floor and I don't want it to be me, Lord [Verse 5: J Hus] Yo dem brothers don’t like me, it can never be an issue I got dirt on my hands I can’t wipe with a tissue School kids that bang sticks and can’t even tell time That’s when detention turns into jail time You gotta watch your friends everybody’s tryna eat And free P he’s the last of a dying breed I wish I could rewind It’s a eye for a eye, the blind following blind [Verse 6: Randy Valentine] My spirit dem really waan fi tackle Mind me affi slap dem wid a snapple Throw dem inna jail who yuh waan fi shackle Wi dun know it is a spiritual battle So oh eventually they are with some nunchakus and mi nackas just in case yuh wanna tap one of mi choppas Tun in yuh body lie, no gimme no apple Ghetto rebel youts comin' at yuh [Chorus: Randy Valentine] This is how it goes, when you living life on the road Cops come kickin’ in ya door They said you broke the law Excuses they don't wanna know They lock you up and throw you in jail I seen it all before Maybe like a million times or more, that’s why I keep the toolie in the jar 'Cause I'm nobody's dog And I know bodies will be on the floor and I don't want it to be me, Lord [Outro] (J-J-JOAT)