[00:00.000] 作词 : Robert Gill/Johnny McKinzie
[00:00.310] 作曲 : Robert Gill/Johnny McKinzie
[00:00.620]Yeah, yeah, yeah (Cole)
[00:04.004]Yeah, yeah
[00:05.818]Niggas gotta know it is what it is
[00:08.167]Was what it was
[00:09.482]Fabric or design
[00:10.782]Did that just because
[00:12.082]Niggas think they better than REAS', what is it drugs?
[00:14.449]Thousand on the kicks, lil' bitch, I came from lugs
[00:17.300]Fightin' with my demons, I'm just shadow boxin' spawn
[00:19.907]Nigga gon' get ****ed up if I ever take off the gloves
[00:22.506]Let you niggas live, I did that shit off the love
[00:25.379]Polo on my socks the minute it hit the rug
[00:27.985]You can't walk on this with shoes, nigga
[00:29.786]Them lights hit me, this just center stage
[00:31.613]Look all this juice I got, shit wasn't Minute Maid
[00:34.444]Been here for years, feel like the time stretched
[00:36.540]Left for a minute, came right back like I found next
[00:39.127]Every step I took, I blew up, why this ain't mine yet?
[00:41.718]Got issues with God 'cause He still ain't hit my line yet, trust
[00:47.168]Scared of flyin' sometimes, dumb as it sounds
[00:47.682]It's never the fear of heights but the fear of comin' down
[00:49.767]Lotta niggas that I love not fearin', I'm coming 'round
[00:52.361]Kinda trippy, I rain and can make the climate strange
[00:54.962]I trust these niggas like family, gave 'em time to change
[00:57.314]The woman that birthed me cookin', it was my mistakes (Shit)
[01:00.156]I learned a lot from them niggas and how they view me
[01:03.546]They done stone me, rockin' their hair like Lil Uzi
[01:06.155]I done grown on some wild shit
[01:07.722]Now I pay attention, she a eye twitch, where I live
[01:10.338]Orleans slick, nigga, we frost shit
[01:12.447]And that's for any try me, ain't violent but keep it on me like a ID
[01:16.370]'Cause I done seen innocent niggas that ain't did shit catch a slug (Yeah)
[01:19.484]Family leavin' flowers, prayin' over blood
[01:22.352]It just it what it is, was what it was (Blood)
[01:25.220]Now would you rather go, hard or ballistic?
[01:29.157]Keep it realistic
[01:30.728]Nothin' really move but that money, would you risk it?
[01:33.347]I was broke and hungry, itchin' to kill to somethin', my ribs touchin'
[01:36.206]If I pop me a bean then I don't feel nothin'
[01:39.363]All I really see is Cali to me
[01:41.193]I'm from this gravel, all mama, had no daddy with me
[01:43.821]I used to sleep with the roaches
[01:45.627]Had to cope with nothin' but alcoholics and smokers in my family tree
[01:49.986]Grams a dope, distribute it, to snort it like a privilege
[01:52.537]Gutter like skid row, litty like a cigarette
[01:55.394]Don't question why I'm here, I treat this like a stimilus
[01:58.013]Stretch it then flippin' it, hustlin' like an immigrant
[02:00.640]Don't ever let it get to your head
[02:02.460]For the jelly and the envy gon' be wishin' you dead
[02:05.079]Instead of wishin' you bread
[02:06.381]More money, more problems, just the tip of the scale
[02:09.272]Balance 'em both out, the answer is there
[02:11.112]Now pay attention (Pay attention)
[02:12.170]Bitch, you know I'm out that ghetto
[02:14.240]Eastside baby, kept bodies under the pillow
[02:16.845]Had no other outlets, gangbangin' or sellin' shit
[02:19.709]Who tellin' shit? We double back and blow up their residence
[02:22.541]Innocent niggas do catch them slugs
[02:25.132]Wrong place, wong time, it'll get you struck
[02:27.752]It just it what it is, was what it was
[02:31.164]Every time, every time
[02:48.961]Every time, every

作词 : Robert Gill/Johnny McKinzie
作曲 : Robert Gill/Johnny McKinzie
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 ****ed 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