[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]