Who Is He
They looking at me like who is he
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
Came up from nothing, and now that I'm stunning I'm calling out all of you niggas that's fronting
He talking tough, but he don't want no trouble
Nigga just mad 'cause he ain't got no hustle
Niggas be capping, I can't let it bother me
I keep it real and the real ones gon' follow me
Dealt with some shit that was too much to handle
I been through a lot so I lead by example
I'm burning the beat like a motherfucking candle
I'm shitting on niggas, I ain't got no manners
I'm way too impatient, ain't got time to manage
Demolishing shit like collateral damage
I can't show no love, they be taking advantage
I learn to just take it one day at a time
Play me for pussy, then somebody dying
You can come see if you think I'm lying
If it ain't broke don't try to fix it
I monopolize yo business
I be rolling 'round the city
Like my name was Wheelchair Jimmy
Blowing gas, I know you smell it
Where it came from, I can't tell you
Feel like I been blocking my blessings
I'm praying he get the message
I'm real from start to finish, subject-verb just like a sentence
I tried to quit sipping drank, but I got too reminiscent
Blunt ashes in my cup holder
I'm just getting older, I'm just getting wiser
Leave a trail of fire behind me like I'm the Ghost Rider
Still a outsider
They looking at me like who is he
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
Came up from nothing, and now that I'm stunning I'm calling out all of you niggas that's fronting
He talking tough, but he don't want no trouble
Nigga just mad 'cause he ain't got no hustle
Niggas be capping, I can't let it bother me
I keep it real and the real ones gon' follow me
Dealt with some shit that was too much to handle
I been through a lot so I lead by example
I'm burning the beat like a motherfucking candle
I'm shitting on niggas, I ain't got no manners
I'm way too impatient, ain't got time to manage
Demolishing shit like collateral damage
I can't show no love, they be taking advantage
I learn to just take it one day at a time
Play me for pussy, then somebody dying
You can come see if you think I'm lying
If it ain't broke don't try to fix it
I monopolize yo business
I be rolling 'round the city
Like my name was Wheelchair Jimmy
Blowing gas, I know you smell it
Where it came from, I can't tell you
Feel like I been blocking my blessings
I'm praying he get the message
I'm real from start to finish, subject-verb just like a sentence
I tried to quit sipping drank, but I got too reminiscent
Blunt ashes in my cup holder
I'm just getting older, I'm just getting wiser
Leave a trail of fire behind me like I'm the Ghost Rider
Still a outsider
They looking at me like who is he
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm just a nigga that be minding my business
They looking at me like who is he
I just be coolin', but I really be with it
They looking at me like who is he
Don't ask me 'bout nothing, I don't know who did it
They looking at me like who is he
I'm really that nigga, they hate to admit it
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Davis
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