Whatchu Lookin' At?

I'm from neighborhoods where they lock their doors
Gunshots in the night, they ain't scared to let 'em roar
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at
Been on them blocks, where they ain't scared to catch cases
And half the folks walk-in' round with scars on their faces
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at

I ain't 6 Flags but I'll take you for a ride
As I fuck this track, get the astroglide
I'm so hard to hit, with bars legit
Like Adam and Eve with an apple, I'ma start some shit
Coming with that raw spit, y'all know what I mean
And that triple x shit, nasty like black jelly beans
Damn few better than, this out rap veteran
Y'all hoes got a problem? I'm pickin' up the pen again
It's the ill Da Da, flow hot like a sauna
When I bust, I just eat it up like piranhas
I seen friends turn to strangers, experienced dangers
But I'm anointed by the man who was born in the manger
Despite my blessings, I still got my own demons
I wake up crying cause death bugs me when I'm dreaming
Through the scars to the stars, I refuse to submit
Ain't seen the last of my ass, and these rhymes I commit

I'm from neighborhoods where they lock their doors
Gunshots in the night, they ain't scared to let 'em roar
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at
Been on them blocks, where they ain't scared to catch cases
And half the folks walk-in' round with scars on their faces
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at

I was daddy's soldier and I was mommy's Angel
Only child, profile, buck wild got 'em mangled
Gimme a Jasmine Brown track, take three steps back
This cat gon' remind you of When Animals Attack
I'm diabolique, unleash the beast that roars beneath
Then on purpose, make it surface, till you admit defeat
I've had people call me out, but I just shut 'em down
Killed a couple careers, to show I don't fuck around
Trust, my crew prepared to load up them tanks
Pull rank when it gets ugly like Shabba Ranks
And y'all know the OGs won't abandon me
I get away with murder like Casey Anthony
I'm unapologetic, could be downright prophetic
Marshall Park is the squad, your crew is just pathetic
I got em jumpin' jumpin' cuz my swag is steady bumpin'
Go ahead and ring alarms, I'll just hit your snooze button

I don't think y'all understand
Just how serious this shit is
This right here yo
This right here is for the streets

I'm from neighborhoods where they lock their doors
Gunshots in the night, they ain't scared to let 'em roar
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at
Been on them blocks, where they ain't scared to catch cases
And half the folks walk-in' round with scars on their faces
Whatchu lookin' at bitch
Whatchu lookin' at
Whatchu lookin' at hoe
Whatchu lookin' at



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Vuocolo
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