Lyrics:

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh

[Chorus]
The way things goin', nigga, might not see the backend
The way things goin', gotta ride 'round with an FN
The way things goin', only family matters
The way things goin', made my whole crowd scatter
The way things goin', get the money off top
The way things goin', niggas made it off the block
The way things goin', gotta pull up in that drop
The way things goin', oh
[Post-Chorus]
The way things goin', oh (Yeah)
The way things goin', oh, (Hey, gotta fill my cup)

[Verse 1]
Tom Ford, suit and dress, them handin' out my business
Raised in the trenches, been in the trap since an infant
Sold all my dope, now, my trap on a finish
Pack camе in the mail, I run through 'em in a minute
Monеy went to my brain, ice done got in my skin
Down as shit, you trappin' shit, I'm treatin' you like my twin
'Rari with the wing on it, I spent like seven tens
Shawty and them goin' seven-thirty every time they go spin
I wouldn't mislead you, too caught up in my winds (I would just levae)
Bullet-proof Trackhawk, had to geek out the engine
Got it out the concrete, flyin' to other countries
Bad bitch, poppin' outside, Gucci onesie

[Chorus]
The way things goin', nigga, might not see the backend
The way things goin', gotta ride 'round with an FN
The way things goin', only family matters

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