Cnote Bandzzz - It Is What It Is Lyrics

I keep telling these niggas you can't be mad at niggas for not being you.

It is what it is

It is what it is yea is what it is yea
It is what it is yea is what it is yea

It is what it is yea is what it is yea
It is what it is yea is what it is yea

It's crazy a nigga can't seem wrap his head around it
Especially when a nigga sharp and all his edges rounded.
Some niggas searched they whole life purpose and never found it
And if I told u f*ck u i meant it just how it sounded.
And I can't move without the glizzy that mother f*cker mounted.
On my hip and all this runtz got me high as a mountain
Carpal tunnel in my hands from doing all this counting
I met yo bitch last night and the head was astounding
The only reason lil buddy still breathing cuz I ain't found em
Shipping birds down to Georgia I ain't talking Atlanta falcons
And the only Ex I'm ever f*cking wit name was first name was Malcolm
Got some lil gotta that'll hit u like they own life ain't really bout nothing
Shoot first talk later nigga like f*ck the outcome
Looking for smoke take it to they do like u found something
Hoping outta the bushes like a lion how I pounce on em
Yea I f*ck a lot of hoes but I wouldn't dare put my mouth on em
And my bitches piss Me off I'll go to sleep on the couch on em
This Texas tea that got me leant slow mo like down south on em
And smack niggas and bitches I'm fina go Rhonda rouse on em
So tread carefully wit me I told em watch that mouth on em
Watching my temper stay away from niggas for I out somethin'
But everybody turning to me for answers and I'm like how come
The niggas that smile in yo face hating I wished they'd pout some
At least I'd know that hate was real but i ain't worried about none

It is what it is yea is what it is yea
It is what it is yea is what it is yea

It is what it is yea is what it is yea
It is what it is yea is what it is yea

Mr. 100 uhh