Intro:
It is what it is
Verse 1:
I wish to be the guy that I rap about
I don't want much, I just want a beach in my house
Numbers coming in, demons coming out
Don't worry ‘bout a thing, bati na kame now
Always on the grass parang kalabaw
Just took a shit real quick asan ka na ba
Just wanna shake hands, break glass
That's where I breakdance, easy to make cash
Be a money maker don't make money make you (no sir)
‘cause you may crash
Take a break smoking while I get gas
I know I'm gonna blow up
But for now I gotta grow up, I swear this shit is overwhelming
My boy wanna make commas but his baby momma ain't helping
Put her in the past now
Walk out slow with explosions in the background
Tell'em ahaa who got the last laugh now
I just wanna say “Peace”
To fans who want a shout out
From ya favoritе rapper paper bag sippin’ scumbag loud mouth
Taking my trash out
'cause I'm coming out clеan I ain't waiting to be called out
Bring heat cause it’s cold out
It's Hawaiian without the ha if you don't know, then you know now
Can't fuck with the flow now no no
I've been in the dojo working on my mojo
I don't trust you loko mo 'ko
You only live once that's the motherfucking motto
But the homie that died never replied so
I really don't know
I really don't know
I really don’t know
I really don’t know
You can have it your way, you could leave or stay
I'm more than okay just being here today
Chorus:
You’re right where you’re supposed to be you gotta know this
Just look around so you could notice
This is all I know, all I know is
This is all I know, all I know, all I know is, yeah
You’re right where you’re supposed to be you gotta know this
Just look around so you could notice
This is all I know, all I know is
This is all I know, all I know, all I know is
Verse 2:
Shawty proud of me she kiss me on my brown skin
Groovy baby imma let you right in
She don't worry anymore she with the right man
Bitches back up or you get back hand
Well, I know that Kartell’em is your favorite band
But we like to keep it lowkey hope you understand
I just came here to leave and travel all this land
Promise I ain't modest, I'm what you call an honest man
Hope this album tells you what the numbers can’t
I know rappers caught up in the fame and even ain't famous yet
I found my friends, I hope that they find themselves
Do you feel like things ain't making sense
How long will this last
Well, it depends yeah
How much of what you say can you really do
Smoking cigs I'm feeling cool
Bad guys got feelings too
I'm sad I couldn't steal the moon, what am I to you
Waiting for the, waiting for the
Waiting for that coming soon
Repeat chorus (2x)
Outro:
Wag kang mag-alala, wag nang mag-alala
Wag kang mag-alala, wag nang mag-alala
Wag kang mag-alala, wag nang mag-alala
Wag kang mag-alala, wag nang mag-alala
