twentyfour - who you? lyrics
if i ain’t got it then who do
they say i got the sauce and juice
this goin be the start
ima make it far
squad goin come along
if i eat then they eat
who is you
who is you
yea who the f-ck is you
it’d be a lie for me to say that in my mind
i ain’t thought that these raps is goin get me by
all i ever wanted
all i ever needed
rappers is decease
when i just hop up on that beat
i be
on some life or death sh-t
and when i’m on my deathbed
if you wasn’t there back when i was stressing
smoking menthols
rappin out ms. dot closet with the yeti
then m-th-f-cka forget it
don’t ever dare say that you know me
m-th-f-cka blow me
i been through too much to let another man take my shine
i never gave a f-ck about reaching my prime
i just gotta get it no lie
i cried
the first time i wrote my first rhyme
for two reasons
that i was scared this goin be how i take care of my moms that just turned 65
and that ima have to tell another rapper mom
the reason why he died
i been told watch on who do you fold
what you say and what you do is how you are shown
will never do nothin for the sake to conform
and these words show hurt
i said
i know you heard actions speak louder than words
but i swear when them words hurt they goin always hurt
so watch when you say my name in your little verse
cus i swear to god i’ll leave you mixed in to the earth
and that’s word
yea that’s word
if i ain’t got it then who do
they say i got the sauce and juice
this goin be the start
ima make it far
squad goin come along
if i eat then they eat
who is you
who is you
yea who the f-ck is you
see jesus turned water into wine
hov got a brick from a dime
so i gotta ask myself
why the f-ck can’t i make a couple million off just one rhyme
the influence i placed towards my penmanship
was so d-mn effortless
i’ve always been able to show love to the illest sh-t
when you spit you spit
that’s it
see nowadays everybody locked
they can’t think as them
only can just go and think as “him”
i feel we trapped inside a apple prison banana clips only way to open up
the door henge, to these orange
block
cement, poles
that stand longer than our visions
you had your dream on friday
took a loss on sat-rday
just to give up on sunday
wake up feelin even more locked on monday
just to realize you regret it on tuesday
then f-ck it once more on humpday
but who knows, one day
we might realize we bigger than what some say
life is way bigger than
p-ssy, money, gunplay
and tell that man stalkin for some on that runway
just cus he deal a dime
don’t mean he really a deala dawg
and he ain’t even hip hop
he don’t f-ck with dilla dawg
yea he slang sh-t
and he up on his slang sh-t
but life ain’t really just about that language
the anguish in my soul is like a pain trip
i went and removed the sh-t i truly hated
just to go back to missin hatred
ask myself what it cost for me to go and get some change, it’s
not much
but when i do
ima leave your -ss in the dust
tell em all to catch up, like
if i ain’t got it then who do
they say i got the sauce and juice
this goin be the start
ima make it far
squad goin come along
if i eat then they eat
who is you
who is you
yea who the f-ck is you
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