Who We Are
I don't think they really know who we are
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Mobster I don't wait to enter
Lobster and steak on my plate for dinner
Somewhere outer space saying grace with killers
Rose grapes in the place of liquor
Mama never raised a quitter
Doing what it takes that's what makes a winner
By any means necessary shake them niggas
Who got bitch in they blood like Caitlyn Jenner
Rats help pigs take away they niggas
That's why my foot clan don't associate with Splinter
Got my little cousin locked away till winter
He'd be free if he didn't have a public pretender
Now he's stressed out and his hair getting thinner
Lebron James cut moon roof in the center
Gotta stand tall till ya time is finished
Only choice we all got is to handle our business nigga
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Feeling like Caine with the stang out the chop shop
All a young nigga really wanted was a drop top
Copped me a little deuce five for the tuck spot
Slide up knocking all the hoes at the bus stop
Scratch off like a lottery ticket
If the chick jump in then she gotta be with it
Ice cold mack my attack is frigid
Before you hop out bitch slide me the digits
I'm winning cause my game is pure
That's why my main bitch probably look better than yours
Young Kenny Red dragging mink on the floor
And if the girl sick then my game was the cure
Pack up and take the shit on tour
All eyes on me when I step through the door
Nothing but game coming out my pores
That's just the life of a young black entrepreneur
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Mobster I don't wait to enter
Lobster and steak on my plate for dinner
Somewhere outer space saying grace with killers
Rose grapes in the place of liquor
Mama never raised a quitter
Doing what it takes that's what makes a winner
By any means necessary shake them niggas
Who got bitch in they blood like Caitlyn Jenner
Rats help pigs take away they niggas
That's why my foot clan don't associate with Splinter
Got my little cousin locked away till winter
He'd be free if he didn't have a public pretender
Now he's stressed out and his hair getting thinner
Lebron James cut moon roof in the center
Gotta stand tall till ya time is finished
Only choice we all got is to handle our business nigga
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Feeling like Caine with the stang out the chop shop
All a young nigga really wanted was a drop top
Copped me a little deuce five for the tuck spot
Slide up knocking all the hoes at the bus stop
Scratch off like a lottery ticket
If the chick jump in then she gotta be with it
Ice cold mack my attack is frigid
Before you hop out bitch slide me the digits
I'm winning cause my game is pure
That's why my main bitch probably look better than yours
Young Kenny Red dragging mink on the floor
And if the girl sick then my game was the cure
Pack up and take the shit on tour
All eyes on me when I step through the door
Nothing but game coming out my pores
That's just the life of a young black entrepreneur
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
They said we wouldn't make it far
But I don't think they really know who we are
All I ever wanted was to be a star
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Trying to make it out the game but the shit is hard
Credits
Writer(s): John Powers
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