Is What It Is ft. Marlz Lyrics

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

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Look

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

It's half past 9

I'm up the booth

Soon blow from rap I'm telling the truth

I've been out here putting in work

Sleepless nights got me thinking of you

Bro bro said show me the angle

I try tell him the angles acute

Silence when I step in da room

Don't talk to much got my mouth on mute

I just watched broski get locked up

Now I'm sat don't know what to do

It is what it is same jugg I don't bout snooze

Got money on my mind not nudes

I can't show love Suttin I don't do

Talk smoke get put on the news

They think I'm wet cah I make love tunes

I still got pain in my chest and my brain that I can't let go

Like back then wen I thought it was love

But more time this one was a hoe

Soon blow tryna sell out a show

Lowe all the chat if it ain't bout dough

New plates they don't know bout road

It's way to bait grab my mask and go

I still got pain in my chest and my brain that I can't let go

Like back then wen I thought it was love

But more time this one was a hoe

Soon blow tryna sell out a show

Lowe all the chat if it ain't bout dough

New plates they don't know bout road

It's way to bait grab my mask and go

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

It is what it is

When I give and I give

And they take and they take but I'm never awake

To see that their fake

All they want is the cake

So I fill up the plate

But I know they won't wait

To hold on the gate

When I've fallen in the place that I hate

Now I don't talk to the fakes

Now their calling but It's way too late

I see your games but I don't play them

I work nonstop in the day cause I wanna get paid

Wanna make my bread

Even when I get no sleep I'll ride with a reach till I get my Benz

Even though I got no friends I'm counting 50s 20s and 10s

Real talk

Independent I'll walk my walk

Till the day that I can't no more

When I stop this and I close my door

Somedays I really wanna give this up

Still raving to the tunes in the club

Won't see it in my face you'll see it in my cup

Yea they know me don't know my pain

Wanna think that I do it for the fame

Can't be more wrong for the lies that they make

Talk bare shh can't be more fake

But I blame it on the stuff that they take

Not a thing to the body but effects their brain

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

For the days that I can't get back

Truth say I'm paid but I don't get taxed

Im tired when I give and I give

But I did it for nish that's mad

I sit in my room and I write them tracks

And I will not stopped till I get them stacked

It is what it is

It's the life that I live it's facts