It is what it is, yeah
I just get it how I live, uh
They say I won't amount to shit
You must not know who I is, yeah
I'd be wrong if I said I had nothing
Cause truth is I sort of did, yeah
Where I'm from, niggas latch on to your shit
So I burned a few bridge, yeah
Walk around in a city full of thieves
We just take, we don't give, yeah
So if you see me give props to a nigga
That nigga know what it is, yeah
We just get it how we live
They just around cause we lit
Uh Niggas thinkin' that they sitting on the throne
Till we take it from the bitch
Yeah I ain't with all that internet beef shit
I f*ck a bitch you wanna f*ck, that ain't beef, bitch
Don't go talking to your niggas like it's deep shit
Cause if I tell it how it is you'll be in deep shit, know what I'm saying
Better boss up and stick to doin' coke, heard it's your hobby
Niggas think they the shit, till I show them the first copy
They choppy I even gave them my plans, they still get floppy
I even gave his girl back, and he couldn't get her to get sloppy
When I'm sober, I look down on you niggas
Not to be cocky, but don't shit, go for you niggas
I'm on a roll like a nigga, stocked on bounty lil' nigga
Pick him up and get him gone like a collectible figure
He with the dust
They makin' moves like the state f*ck with him, they ain't for us
We make bread and keep it pushing lil' nigga and put it up
Can't wait till I'm four-full pockets I still won't touch
She get mad for a lil' minute, until we f*ck
These niggas gangster for a lil' minute, until it's up
Perky, perky, got me itching a little, I miss the buzz
I'm addicted to big biddy, lil' bitches, they get a nut
I f*ck them good and have them begging for more, but I'm the slut
Uh, okay, everybody want a piece of success, with the least amount of work to obtain it
Uh, they don't wanna talk about what's at stake
Niggas eating off my plate, and claiming they made it, nah
I'll be lying said a nigga told me that I ain't shit, truth is they won't say it to my face
They gone talk behind my back, and what's behind me is already in the past
Oh Lord I'm way too jiggy with this shit, Allen Heath with the mix, go ahead snap a pic
Y'all stuck on quick money, but that money never stick
Yes, I see you bitches hating go ahead and suck a dick
It is what it is, yeah
I just get it how I live, uh
They say I won't amount to shit
You must not know who I is, yeah
I'd be wrong if I said I had nothing
Cause truth is I sort of did, yeah
Where I'm from, niggas latch on to your shit
So I burned a few bridge, yeah
Walk around in a city full of thieves
We just take, we don't give, yeah
So if you see me give props to a nigga
That nigga know what it is, yeah
We just get it how we live
They just around cause we lit
Uh Niggas thinkin' that they sitting on the throne
Till we take it from the bitch
F*ckin' hoes, then I skate, I'm an A-hole
Gay pride, yeah, my pockets full of rainbows
Call them demons they gone leave you with a halo
Red beam on his eye like he Kano
Ain't no Glocks in this bitch, we got Dracos
Dripping sauce in this bitch like it's Prego
Shorty took my top off like a Kango
I'm tryna get my rocks off like I sling dope
Shorty on that tip now, she attached to my back like a kick sign
He phony kicking well that switch will make him pick sides
Put a nigga in the air like a zip line
And it's still Josh world a nigga rip Quon
Might retire with the heat like I'm Chris Bosh
And this lean shit it got me on the flip side
This shit holding my jeans like a zip tie
Bitch, niggas getting back doored keep that door locked
Ruga with a snub, bitch it need a nose job
Fo'nem posted all in traffic like a roadblock
Crunch time, bitch I treat it like a corn cob
I just came from the D rocking born flies
Got arrested for some weed for the fourth time
Got married to the streets, we divorced now
And we flipping through these hoes like a sports guide
Tell them boys I got poll in my jeans
Niggas know what it mean
Giving out free smoke boy I hope you a fiend
Caught assault with a rifle got a scope with a beam
Big shell for his taco this a Lotus Supreme
Hey, I ain't f*ckin' with a stew pigeon
My homie got a short fuse and his screws missing
Like Stevie Ray he'll give your ass the blues nigga
Them day ones turn to day two niggas, but
It is what it is, yeah
I just get it how I live, uh
They say I won't amount to shit
You must not know who I is, yeah
I'd be wrong if I said I had nothing
Cause truth is I sort of did, yeah
Where I'm from, niggas latch on to your shit
So I burned a few bridge, yeah
Walk around in a city full of thieves
We just take, we don't give, yeah
So if you see me give props to a nigga
That nigga know what it is, yeah
We just get it how we live
They just around cause we lit
Uh Niggas thinkin' that they sitting on the throne
Till we take it from the bitch