Oxtail Soup

[Intro]
–Go, you gotta tell mama what's up
At Oxtail with the red beams, son
Truth
It is what it is, 3
It is what it is
God Sound, it is what it is (Hrr)
Big Umbrella shit, 1 9

[Verse 1]
More than half my niggas done time, alcoholic, I was born with liquors in my bloodline
We was in the fields with Nicks and cannons like it’s Drumline
Fiends free basin, teeth seperatin' from they gum line
'03 alumna, elemental, had the illest pencil, weavin’ when I battle [?] back in central
Learin' skills, you need to earn to kill and that's essential, 'cause killers track and trace your every move, that's a stencil, circumstances existential (Boom)
I let the TEC lift you
Flag on the play, blowin' like a ref' whistle
Open up a credit line, shoppin' for the best pistols
Vicious like Syd, hit your bitch in the wig with my Sexpistol (Hehe)
That neck offical, if the Rollie Presidental, let the money represent you, for every crack we slip through
Chaos were we never gon’ forget you
My niggas big, bloody, but they crip too
Why had them niggas sent through?
Back when I was Mick Blue, trappin’ put the gas station, rappin' with a chip tooth
Pumpin’ work to get juice, i woulda let the clip loose
Just tryna earn a name, heavy hittin' when shit shoot

[Chorus]
It is what it is, never what it could be
When you in th hood you gotta get it how you live
Players in the field, million dollar jewelery, everybody rich now, but that can get you killed and it's like that
Bust down with a ice pack, Oxtails and red beams, where the rice at? (3)
Opps slide, we come right back (Hrr)
Diamond

[Verse 2]
The pump handle hangin' out the Ralph Lauren flannel, I blow your candles out, is you man or mouse?
Saw me with this bitch and wanna slick talk from spam accounts, you know my whereabouts, I’m never scared to air 'em out
I'm down to ride like Paramount
Hit you up with the heckler, our twos like Black & Decker, spin you like a classic record
In half a second, got detectives askin' questions like "Who snatched the necklace?"
We drinkin' Henny shots for breakfast
Rappers on the gas, first two tapes I want the cash, for the third one I'm takin' off the mask
Makin' of with bags, the whip so hot, you can come bakin' on the dash, I'm shakin' bacon on the they ass (Hrr)

[Chorus]
It is what it is, never what it could be
When you in th hood you gotta get it how you live (What?)
Players in the field, million dollar jewelery, everybody rich now, but that can get you killed and it's like that
Bust down with a ice pack, Oxtails and red beams, where the rice at? (Hrr)
Opps slide, we come right back (Boom)

[Outro]
Slide on some, waitin' in the bushes till you come back (Oh, yo, lets go)
Right now a verse is half a rack, worth a mil' though, my wife feedin'
Saw a voice like a [?]