It Iz What It Iz

Whoa, so you niggaz think you know me huh

As a child I was told, that I had to bubble

I'm the son of a African, I had to hustle

Even though my dad had bread, man I had to struggle

He told me son the pain'll make you a man, I understand

Cause now that I'm grown, executing my plan

Sitting on my balcony, overlooking my land

I realized, why he never put it all in my hand

Cause if I grew up thinking life was easy, I would be damned

Now it's big body Benz, 22 inch fan

Looking in the mirror, screaming god damn I'm the man

Kinda like a running back, man I rush for them yards

If I ain't slanging soft, then I'm shuffling hard

Imagine young nigga smoking weed, guzzling barre

With a bad lil' bopper bitch, up in the car

Ever since 15, I been thugging this hard

If they say sky's the limit, then I'm touching the stars

Man it kinda remind ya, a black Scarface

Man that boy is a grinder, you punks don't understand how I did it

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See it is what it is, and I am what I am

Everything I went through, made me a man

Look how far a nigga came from, back in the grams

It is what it is, and I am what I am

It is what it is, and I am what I am

Everything I went through, made me a man

I'm a don, Fat Rat with the cheese I'm the one

Ten minus nine, man I stay on the grind

You ain't gotta ask, I'm doing fine

I'ma keep my lights on, nigga bottom line

If I itch then I scratch, go get it come back with it

Bring it back, boys talking down saying this nigga that

But fuck what they talking man, I'm six figgas flat

Seventeen years old scoring bricks, this a fact

Nigga, you can ask about me

Like the time I swallowed dope, they pumped the crack up out me

Shootouts, boys tried to blow the back up out me

I'm a stand up nigga gotta kill me, if you wanna get some stacks up out me

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Nigga Braeswood was hell

Nigga we addicted to the pyrex and scale, the boys moved yale

I'm one of the last, to live and tell

Cause most of the O.G.'s, dead or in jail

It was real on the West, jump out of line we put the steel on your chest

The game brought me pain, but yet I still feel I'm blessed

Cause I lived to talk about it

When I stepped in my cell, I knew I'd walk up out it

Never knew that one day, I'd write a song about it

Seeing boys turn snitch, like nothing wrong about it

To all my dogs in the feds, yelling Southside man only rolling red

Lil' O love you, man you boys hold ya head

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I'm a don...