IIWII Lyrics

It's MMorgan

It is what it iiiiisss yeah yeah

Tell em yeah it is what it iss yeah yeah

I been stressed out for a bit, I don't need that

Stress about a bitch, I don't need that

Get the stress up out this bitch, yeah I need that

Lemme stress how much I need that

I got a gift of making awful shit sound nice

Depression hits me when I ain't on cloud 9

I think about death then I sink deeper

A lot of my peers have met the Grim Reaper

It is what it iiiiisss yeah yeah

Tell em yeah it is what it iss yeah yeah

It is what it iiiiisss yeah yeah

Tell em yeah it is what it iss yeah yeah

The many fucks I never gave are back to haunt me

All for my lack of sorries

The prices I never paid are getting costly

Got nightmares when I'm awake I can't afford sleep

Dark skin gyal with the brown eyes (Heartache)

Brunette gyal with the blonde dye (Heartache)

I want a city girl that can be a housewife

Might be problematic, I don't see the down side

I fell in love with an angel but she couldn't be there for me

Scars on my soul, motherfuckers tread carefully...

You think you're just listening to my music

But you're witnessing my therapy yeah

It is what it iiiiisss yeah yeah

Tell em yeah it is what it iss yeah yeah

It is what it iiiiisss yeah yeah

Tell em yeah it is what it iss yeah yeah