Who R U?

They want my business on the front page (Headlines)

I put prescription in Dior frames (Sunshine)

I had the vision back in 12th grade (Lunch time)

That I’d be killin' shit with Doc Dre (**** what!?)

I never want it to ever be over

I’m out in Philly I thought it be colder

Drunk off that liqqy I might need a chauffeur

Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

Now who are you? (Who the fuck is this?)I don’t know, I know

What you do? I don’t know, know

You short a few? (Oh don't make me have to lose it)

Oh no, no

Hold up, pull my sticky out the drawer, c'mon

Ooh, savage, that’s a nice get up

International, rockin' Japanese denim

Enough gas to get you above average

How many more drags do I have to puff of my cigar

New enemies they bringin' my old ways back

Back in my day, woulda had your whole face smacked

Look at you ****

Wonder why I fuckin' hate rap

(Ooh, what make you wanna go and say that?)

(You)

And I’m on another wave, and I’m puttin' on some way

**** feelin' overpaid

Fuck I’m supposed to do

Don’t nobody know your name

We ain’t never seen your face

You ain’t never gang banged, what you tryin' to prove?

I never want it to ever be over

I’m out in Philly I thought it be colder

Drunk off that liqqy I might need a chauffeur

Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

Now who are you? I don’t know, I know

What you do? I don’t know, know

You short a few?

Oh no, no

Hold up, pull my sticky out the drawer, c'mon

I been swimmin' thru the process

And you can’t see me I’m the Loch Ness

You can proceed but with caution

Give the proceeds to my god kids

Old dirt on my conscious

Same **** my pop is

Lame **** wanna pop shit

Get dropped quick, by a drop kick

Why do you gotta lie to me so much babe

You tell me the same shit that you told what’s his name

If it don’t work out, I’ll go back to hustlin

Couple hundred thousand up in my mother's name

Peace, what peace?

**** talkin' 'bout don’t shoot

Tell that to police

Scared and underprepared, I can see

Promise I’ma get them commas before I decease

I never want it to ever be over

I’m out in Philly I thought it be colder

Drunk off that liqqy I might need a chauffeur

Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh

Now who are you? I don’t know, I know

What you do? I don’t know, know

You short a few?

Oh no, no

Hold up, pull my sticky out the drawer, c'mon

Now who are you? I don’t know, I know

What you do?

I don’t know, know

You short a few? Oh no, no

(Aye! AP, let it ride out)