It Is What It Is

Ha, ha, ha, On Beat

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan The 40 is on me and if I get hot, it blow like a fan They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is

Yeah, yeah, everybody got the answers (answers) They say that they plan is the master (master) They preaching to us like they pastors (amen) Yeah, yeah, the government treat us like cancer (cancer) The prison system make us bastards (bastards) Our sin on the news and it's plastered! We can't even turn to charity, they make money off our tragedy (They get the money) If life a school of hard knock, street will teach you like academy Everybody in they glass house Tell us what we need to do to make it out When they was born on that mountaintop, they ain't seen the bottom, they don't know the route (they don't know the route) You think that we choose this environment? I wish I could choose an entitlement Instead of being born in poverty and hungry hyenas surrounding me The Fortune 500 won't hire me So we create our own economies With dope money, yeah, our salary Just to feed our families I close my eyes and pray that God deliver me Churches move into our hood but they don't come and speak While they gentrify, we risk our life Selling dope, probably die not knowing Christ

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan The 40 is on me and if I get hot, it blow like a fan They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is

I used to wonder why, we blow our whole tax refund On brand new J's, a Gucci belt, a few gold chains When you can put that change in a IRA You just waiting, by the time that you retire You'll be at the millionaire stage What's the point of saving anything You die, you can't take it with you And that will probably be tonight the way that they shooting, they straight out to hit you I bet you God hear the prayers of millions of mothers And they all sound the same, even though their sons in different gangs And they shooting at each other right now You hear her cries now Now he's a hashtag they debating 'bout it online now That's what I call an abortion And since we talking about abortions We ain't put them clinics in our own hood, somebody making a fortune You talk 'bout these mothers like they out here killing for sport Rather kill they baby in her belly before he get brought in the war You politicize our genocides Then use the victim as an scapegoat But if you care like you say to do You should talk less and do more

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan The 40 is on me and if I get hot, it blow like a fan They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in Committing sin we gotta live, it is what it is