That’s How It Is

[Verse 1]

I'm use to, living at the bottom of the bottom
Gotta focus on a Bill like you're Hilary Rodham
Gun pop, gun shots, everybody running
The paramedics been called but ain't nobody coming
To help us niggas better help themselves
Go and get that pistol off the shelf themselves
Maintain the drop on the ops themselves
Send a couple shots from the Glock then bail
Like Pac in jail we trying to get the fuck out
Even if it means taking the drug route
Families dying, kids keep crying
Suicidal thoughts are the norm I ain't lying
Most black men got PTSD
You're gonna go jail or be resting in peace
That's all facts if we talking about stats
City rats speaking to privileged cats on wax

[Chorus 2x]

That's How It Is

[Verse 2]

Junkies, use to be looked at as wack
But in these times that's all that's in rap
Young dudes dozing off and foaming at the mouth
Cooning and ruining their lives for clout
Watch out, these niggas let a rat in the game
Let him talk shit, and claim that he gang
When the cops came he started to sing
Better than Ron Isley and Al Green
Me, I'ma do my dirt all by my lonely
It's hard to snitch on me if you don't know me
But your closest homie knows everything about you
Careful of who you keep around you
Snakes in the grass and they slithering
Keep a cold heart you may need to leave 'em shivering
And shaking on the pavement for faking
They think it's sweet show them they're mistaken

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

I ain't never met Nip but I lived by the same rules
Stay true, and own everything too
Never focus on what you can't do
You can shoot for the stars if you aim to
I know we from the dirty ass gutter
Crackhead mothers, drug dealing brothers
6th D they done moved in Merrit
Now they close to the Hunt, the Heights and the Terrace
Thinking they slick but they ain't low
But it is what it is that's how the game go
Outside the window is struggle and strife
Tell your mother you love her and hug on her tight
Cause you might die tonight
It may sound harsh but everyday that's a black mans life
Cops be killing us, ops be getting us
To stay alive king sometimes you gotta give it up

[Chorus 4x]

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