Ah, the classic tale of rags to riches and the fair-weather friends that follow! "How The Story Goes" spins a yarn about the highs and lows of success. Our lyrical narrators, Wiz Khalifa and Big K.R.I.T., reminisce over those who pop up when the bank account blooms but scatter when trust is a must. It's a bop with a lesson: success attracts both genuine admiration and gold-diggers faster than moths to a flame. So, as you climb that ladder, watch out for those clinging on for the ride—they might just be there for the view!
How The Story Goes
Lyrics
When you doin' when they can't now (can't now)
When you on and they ain't now (they ain't now)
They heard you livin' in a bank now
So they came 'round
(That's how the story goes)
When you chill but you can't trust (can't trust)
Claim they gave they all but it ain't much (but it ain't much)
Plenty hoes but it ain't love 'cause they switch up
(That's how the story goes)
When you fuckin' up I'ma tell you
Why you rollin' with the lame when you know you could do better?
I'm that nigga was in the Porsche
Now I'm in a '64 and you ridin' around in a Jetta
Gave me that pussy and it was bomb
Now you don't pick up my calls
Shoulda known it was a set up
Used to listen to heavy metal
Now your pussy get wet when your foot is on the pedal
Knowin' you'll never settle
And a nigga gotta have bread if he want to get you
A lot, not just a little
And you can't meet the man in the middle
He gotta be official
Gotta rock them diamonds
Gotta have a wrist full
Gotta get that bread
Gotta have a fist full
I suppose I'm all of those
But will I get another chance?
Who knows
(I guess that's how the story goes)
When you doin' when they can't now (can't now)
When you on and they ain't now (they ain't now)
They heard you livin' in a bank now
So they came 'round
(That's how the story goes)
When you chill but you can't trust (can't trust)
Claim they gave they all but it ain't much (but it ain't much)
Plenty hoes but it ain't love 'cause they switch up
(That's how the story goes)
When you send her up the elevator
She was on her way down but you elevate her
You know it's lonely at the top and you saw that ass
She was down the high rise you ain't have to ask
It's funny how the money and the bottles go
Took her in the section full of bottle hoes
Hopin' after leave her holla though
Last week she was a single but she model though
Waitin' on the check, waitin' on the check
Muthafuck a bill, she just wanna flex
Fuckin' for a Benz, fuckin' for a Benz
When you livin' life leanin' on the gas
You bound to wreak
Whole lot of shit in town, are you down for sex?
How many ballers she got in the rolodex?
You ain't startin', it's hard to make a dolla stretch
And she be hollerin' out next
That's how the story goes
When you doin' when they can't now (can't now)
When you on and they ain't now (they ain't now)
They heard you livin' in a bank now
So they came 'round
(That's how the story goes)
When you chill but you can't trust (can't trust)
Claim they gave they all but it ain't much (but it ain't much)
Plenty hoes but it ain't love 'cause they switch up
(That's how the story goes)
When you doin' when they can't now (can't now)
When you on and they ain't now (they ain't now)
They heard you livin' in a bank now
So they came 'round
(That's how the story goes)
When you chill but you can't trust (can't trust)
Claim they gave they all but it ain't much (but it ain't much)
Plenty hoes but it ain't love 'cause they switch up
(That's how the story goes)
Writer(s): Sample, Cameron Thomaz, Gregg Gillis, Justin Scott
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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