Lil Durk - Is What It Is (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - Is What It Is (en) Lyrics
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Southside
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
Fresh up out of bed, got
a call, he was dead
It is what it is, fuck ’em
all, we ain't scared
Back back to that shit, we
hit it all with some fear
He said that he ain't tell, what
he said ain’t gon' stick
Fly in, then you don't fuck, then
I'm not payin' for your expense
I told him order that Benz but send
in back up, it ain't the kin
Niggas stick your hand in,
always ask for a hand out
I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I
walk in Chanel and I cash out
I need that check
I need that check, I need that
check, I need that check
I need that check, I need
that, I need that check
I need that check right now
I’m in the stu’ off the
X right now, yeah
Rollin' on air right now
Fuck around, text their ex right now
You not so tough right now
You in my city, you a
guest right now (Uh)
We ain’t gonna talk about drip
I'm in Chanel, you in Guess
right now (Pussy)
I hit the road for the shows
Just run up, gon' bring
their poles with 'em
A lot of these niggas so lame
Don’t pull up, you ain't
got your loads with 'em
These bitches be playin'
with their nose
I pull up with a bag of Cole Bennett
I pull up on Izzy for gold
55K for some gold pendants
I'm sellin' drugs to my tenants
Broke niggas always try to
come with opinions (Yeah)
Ridin' through the city in a Bentley
Could've been tinted, Chanel,
but I want that Bentley (Uh)
Realest nigga that you've come upon
Free Ralo, he run up a marathon
Good gas like a Marathon
Killin' shit with their hazards on
A fresh 20 just to add it on
I put 20 in my Rag & Bones
Type of shit I be braggin' on
Make a call, put a ratchet on you
You a goofy, they gon' stash it on you
You ain't gang, don't ask for money
O.T., they tax to join
It is what it is, fuck 'em
all, we ain't scared
He said that he ain't tell, what
he said ain't gon' stick
I'm standin' on couches with CCs
Gotta watch out 'cause they
shootin' up FEFEs
They told me don't go without
bein' 'round killers
'Cause killers be watchin' these VVs
You think he a killer,
but his ass a goofy
I heard he be ridin' the weewees
His lil' bitch be trippin'
She ask for some Gucci, but she
know she get on her knee-knees
Audemars, bust it down,
30, I bust it down
Niggas won't lower the pounds
You vouchin' for clowns, you
can't come around (Pussy)
Nowadays, niggas fight, these niggas
gon' pull out cell phones
Nowadays when we fight, my niggas
gon' pull out a nail gun, yeah
One call for raw beef, they
tryna nail somethin'
Don't condone the violence
But if you gon' nail him, nail him
'cause they'll tell somethin'
No threats on the internet
I told my guys don't go way into that
Next time don't have
your kids with you
I'ma tell lil' folks to go finish that
Go get the Bentley, MAC
I nut on my bitch with a pretty ass
You not right there, where
you really at?
I'm on the Lam' with 300 guys, yeah
You not a street nigga
You see a shootout, you
gon' get excited
Instagram watch your murder,
you gon' get indicted, yeah
Now my page on private
(Page on private)
Now my phone on silent
(Phone on silent)
I ain't tryna answer no questions
(Answer no questions)
I don't know what happened (Nah)
All I know is he was cappin', trippin'
Callin' my phone, tellin' his business
I don't wanna hear 'bout no killin'
And you ain't one of them
niggas who killin'
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