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Is What It Is
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Jay Rock
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Yeah, yeah, yeah (Cole) Yeah, yeah (You stupid) N***as gotta know it is what it is Was what it was Fabric all design' Did that just because N***as think they better than REAS’, what is it, drugs? Thousand on the kicks, lil' b*t*h, I came from lugs Fightin' with my demons, I’m just shadowboxin', sparrin' They gon' get f**ked up if I ever take off the gloves Let you n***as live, I did that sh*t off the love Polo on my socks the minute it hit the rug You can't walk on this with shoes, n***a Them lights hit me, this sh*t center stage Look all this juice I got, sh*t wasn't Minute Maid Been here for years, feel like the time stretched Left for a minute, came right back like a fine ex Every step I took, I blew up, why this ain't mine yet? Got issues with God 'cause He still ain’t hit my line yet, trust Scared of flyin’ sometimes, dumb as it sounds It's never the fear of heights but the fear of comin’ down Lotta n***as that I loved, now I fear 'em comin' 'round Kinda trippy how rainin’ can make the climate strange I trust these n***as like family, gave 'em time to change The woman that birthed me cookin', it was my mistakes (Sh*t) I learned a lot from them n***as and how they view me They done stoned me, rock in the head like Lil Uzi I done grown on some wise sh*t Now I pay attention, see a eye twitch, where I live Oil ain't slick, n***a, we fry sh*t And that's for any n***a try me, ain't violent but keep it on me like a ID 'Cause I done seen innocent n***as that ain't did sh*t catch a slug (Yeah) Family layin' flowers, prayin' over blood It just it what it is, was what it was (Look) Now would you rather go, hard or ballistic? Keep it realistic Nothin' really move but that money, would you risk it? I was broke and hungry, itchin' to kill somethin', my ribs touchin' If I pop me a bean, then I don't feel nothin' All I really see is Cali to me I'm from this gravel, all mama, had no daddy with me I used to sleep with the roaches Had to cope with nothin' but alcoholics and smokers in my family tree Grams of dope, distribute it, to snort it like a privilege Gutter like Skid Row, litty like a cigarette Don't question why I'm here, I treat this like a stimulus Stretch it then flippin' it, hustlin' like an immigrant Don't ever let it get to your head For the jelly and the envy gon' be wishin' you dead 'Stead of wishin' you bread Mo' money, mo' problems, just the tip of the scale Balance 'em both out, the answer is there Now pay attention (Pay attention) B*t*h, you know I'm out that ghetto Eastside baby, kept bodies under the pillow Had no other outlets, gangbangin' or sellin' sh*t Who tellin' sh*t? We double back and blow up they residence Innocent n***as do catch a slug Wrong place, wrong time, and it get you struck It is what it is, was what it was Every time, every time Every time, every
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