[Verse 1] You hear the harps, blunts gettin' broken apart Poppin' bottles on a boat in the Barts Awoke from the start, too smart to joke with the narcs Went from a crab barrel to a ocean of sharks Shoulders is arched, fluorescent flow'll glow in the dark It's the essence though, I'm a pro, used to post in the park Supposed to be sharp, the era, get loose when it's goose weather No excuse, I'm the truth bearer Move better in silence, less carbs keep the god balanced A million large can't involve violence A million bars, this is star talent, the blogs challenge But my catalogue's as hard as Hamlet's, street version Been about it, I'm a beast at curbin' Deep sermons, any drama come, I keep on curvin' Reek of bourbon, lightin' bongs, got the reefer burnin' Still a don, for you haters, I'm just reconfirmin' Be emergin', impulsive, high voltage, live vocalist Survived the atrocious sides of psychosis I wrote this for them boasters in Louie loafers Gold chokers, Heckler holders, low with no holsters Got focused, got embraced by all the cultures You fear ghosts-es, seein' my face'll be the closest More mimosas, mountain views, no Fountain Bleus This is housin' dudes, only few can lounge in my shoes
[Chorus] So who's who? (You— you) Just for you (If you official, this is for you), for— for you— you Just for you, for you— you Just for you (Just for you), for— for you— you Just for you (So who's who?), for you— you Just for you (If you official, this is for you), for— for you— you Just for you, for you— you Just for you, for— for you— you
[Verse 2] From a half a chicken to acquisitions, the math is different No ass-kissin', I don't ask permission Either you eatin' good or you lack nutrition Lab technician from the hood, but I had ambition The swag edition, still drippy, real picky, bills crispy Told my nigga chill, they squeal to peel quickly I feel iffy, back in it, the rap remnants of the Cocaine cowboy killers and crack chemists I lack limits, overachiever, the home of believers Live since Latifah, ice cold with the divas Rollin' cheeba, puffin', rappin' to beats In broad day they bodied old boy, what happened is deep I trap in my sleep, it's truthful, self-absorbed, the youthful Forbes and Fortune 5', I strive to show the new school It's not a race, just do you From ground up, look how I grew
[Outro] Just for you, for— for you— you Just for you, for you— you Just for you, for— for you— you Just for you, for you— you Just for you, for— for you— you Just for you (Just for you), for you— you Just for you, for— for you— you Just for you (Just for you) Just for you Just for you Just for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
