REASON – Is What It Is Lyrics

Is What It Is Lyrics – REASON

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Cole)
Yeah, yeah
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 lugs
Fightin’ with my demons, I’m just shadow boxin’ 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 it 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 to 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 just it what it is, was what it was

Every time, every time
Every time, every