It Is What It Is

歌詞

And I'm about to get an IV, so Let me knock this out real quick Yeah, whoa B-I-G, B-I-G, what are you saying, my baby? This big as it gets (Gets) Running it up like my crib at the top of the hill Really though, that's 'cause it is (It is) Quit being so sensitive and taking it personal, baby, it's biz (What?) I cut they ass off, but fuck it though, cut me a check, ho It is what it is Run that shit back, Turbo! Let's go, let's go It's simple, but it ain't easy (Whoa, whoa) I got it figured out (Whoa) Run that back, Turbo! Fuck all that hatin', that shit a disease and they dyin' off I got a goddess that just hopped up out of the pool, and she never dryin' off Chef up the product, I put that bitch right on the shelf, and hell yeah, it's flyin' off Fuck is you talkin' about, stupid? We outta here, baby, yeah, I'm signing off Boy, let's go Whole different breed, you know My life a whole different degree, you know Tryin' to flip me a BMO, no wonder I'm capital PNO On the west side of the D it was cold Me and Tone in a Caprice, you know We had to print out all the CDs and plant all the seeds And just roll up our sleeves, you know Understand nigga came straight out the concrete It wasn't no beach with a breeze, you know Mobbin' like Paul, capeesh, you know 'Cause nigga need more than a piece, lil' ho (God) Took a long to the top (Top) Y'all too worried 'bout a fast track (Swerve) Face all on the front page I don't give a fuck about no backlash I been backstabbed and laughed at We gon' see who get the fuckin' last laugh And we doin' more numbers than- (What?) Still doin' more numbers than hashtags Yeah, big business with a fat staff In the crib alone, havin' flashbacks Like I really sacrificed it all Fuck it, I wanted it that bad, nigga B-I-G, B-I-G, what are you saying, my baby? This big as it gets Running it up like my crib at the top of the hill Really though that's 'cause it is (It is) Quit being so sensitive and taking it personal, baby, it's biz I cut they ass off, but fuck it though, cut me a check, ho It is what it is Fuck all that shit, let's get back to the business, I run up them racks independent Stack them racks next to the fan on the ceiling, I can go blow me a million Jump off the P, I can ball in Detroit like I play on the Pistons No time to wait, I'm a hit in this 'Cat, hope they payin' attention They try turn their back on the realists, ain't work with the world, ain't mean nothin' you ain't feel us Nigga all hype, we some villains, my competition are like all of my children Me like the top, I can fuck but can't wife, but it's up when we linkin' Young Gunna on the mic and I twinkle a lot of ice, nigga know they can't see me Saint Laurent lens, want a light bright, can't nobody dim it Big body Benz, me and my twin and it's fuck all the critics You ain't my kin, you ain't my type, you like one of the gimmicks Pretty lil' bitch, stop at red light, I play with her kitty B-I-G, B-I-G, what are you saying, my baby? This big as it gets Running it up like my crib at the top of the hill Really though, that's 'cause it is (It is) Quit being so sensitive and taking it personal, baby, it's biz I cut they ass off, but fuck it though, cut me a check, ho It is what it is (It is) It is, yeah It is what it is It is Fuck it, it is what it is