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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Cole) Niggas gotta know it is what it is Was what it was Fabric or design Did that just because Niggas think they better than REAS', what is it, drugs? Thousand on the kicks, lil' bitch, I came from Lugz Fightin' with my demons, I'm just shadowboxin' spawn Nigga gon' get fucked up if I ever take off the gloves Let you niggas live, I did that shit off the love Polo on my socks the minute it hit the rug You can't walk on this with shoes, nigga Them lights hit me, this just center stage Look all this juice I got, shit wasn't Minute Maid Been here for years, feel like the time stretched Left for a minute, came right back like I found next 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 niggas that I love not fearin', I'm coming 'round Kinda trippy, I rain and can make the climate strange I trust these niggas like family, gave 'em time to change The woman that birthed me cookin', it was my mistakes (shit) I learned a lot from them niggas and how they view me They done stone me, rockin' their hair like Lil Uzi I done grown on some wild shit Now I pay attention, she a eye twitch, where I live Orleans slick, nigga, we frost shit And that's for any try me, ain't violent but keep it on me like a ID 'Cause I done seen innocent niggas that ain't did shit catch a slug (yeah) Family leavin' flowers, prayin' over blood It just is what it is, was what it was (blood) 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 a 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 stimilus 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 Instead of wishin' you bread More money, more problems, just the tip of the scale Balance 'em both out, the answer is there Now pay attention (pay attention) Bitch, you know I'm out that ghetto Eastside baby, kept bodies under the pillow Had no other outlets, gangbangin' or sellin' shit Who tellin' shit? We double back and blow up their residence Innocent niggas do catch them slugs Wrong place, wong time, it'll get you struck It is what it is, was what it was Every time, every time Every time, every-
Writer(s): Johnny Mckinzie, Kameron Cole, Robert Gill Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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