It Is What It Is (Let's Talk About It)

Bridges burn, (yeah yeah)

long as my blunt light

Just remember who led missions on them dark nights

I was the dark knight

Never kill or be killed, don’t mean my blade ain’t ever seen blood, right?

The squad decimated

All them check in’s and calls, man **** hesitated

I get you trynna get right, but shit we all gone make it

Some of us been through withdrawals

& then we elevated

You lost your mind

You lost your grind

And now you Heaven’s Gated

But heaven fate it

The friendship faded

Trynna cross the bridge

Realized I’m levitating

Cuz ain’t nothing left to see

Ain’t no use in patience

Sometimes you gotta see

That ya **** ain’t shit

And I don’t wanna talk about it

All them memories, I start to doubt it

“Brothers for life” what they shouted

But snakes lie in grass till they pouncin’ (x2)

And I don’t know just where the plot was lost

Wasn’t used to Profit/Loss

Could get no money, **** funny when ya job is gone

Now they doom speak like the Muthafuckin Prophet lost…

Well here I am ****

Goddamn, ****

I stepped down from heights cuz I tried to clown ****

Ironic, when the universe try to humble you too

Lookin' back at the truth

Now we lookin' at you

You Thought shit was sweet till happen to you

And It can happen too

Chasin’ pussy over goals, gotcha actin loose

Any ill will spilled, I’m sending right back at you

Yeah I’m attacking you

These **** shameful, dirty, dusty, and hateful

Ruin every good thing from they life to they babes too

Wonder why a soul won’t do anything to save you

Acted like a bitch, Can’t bring myself to hate you

…****

 

And I don’t wanna talk guy about it

All them memories, I start to doubt it

“Brothers for life” what they shouted

But snakes lie in grass till they pouncin’ (x2)

Won’t ever go broke fore I break a bond

**** cover bullshit like they cakin’ up the makeup on

I just wonder who the fuck these **** really fakin’ on

If they try my family, I might go ahead and send them home

And I ain’t never been so blown

I might have to rinse them bro

Hose them down, cancer energy

The wave gone take its hold

Fuck ya brain, then I lay my claim

Then we take ya soul

Playing all these games

I might have to show you shit on Veteran Mode

I've been in my section bro

Checkin on my ****, like the foreman growin’ vegetables

Farm to table, imma Serve a 38 special hoe

Non-GMO, no spray, no chemicals

Make you eat your words, bitch **** hope it’s edible

And I don’t wanna talk guy about it

All them memories, I start to doubt it

“Brothers for life” what they shouted

But snakes lie in grass till they pouncin’ (x2)