Who Are You?

Who are you, to point your finger at me

Who are you, to tell me I ain't no good

Who are you, who are you

Who are you, who are you

Uh, I ain't never been the type to work from 9 to 5

Always knee-deep in the struggle to keep my dream alive

So who the fuck are you to criticize me

Cuz I'm thinking out the box, no critic can find P-

Robz, Shit I'm everybody's problem

But fuck opinions asshole 'cause everybody got one

You bucket of crabs, got me locked up in the lab

Motivated, quotes burning my path

Tryna get this money in 'dash, you know how it to

You never turn your back homie, if you knew what I know (knew what I know)

And they saying I'm too cocky

But what'chu trying to prove, you gangsta? Try stop me

You lames keep my name in your mouth, ain't shit changed

I'm still in the hood, its all good I feel your pain

But cant help it if you stuck in the P

So why you sittin' there pointing at me?

Who are you, to point your finger at me

Who are you, to tell me I ain't no good

Who are you, who are you

Who are you, who are you

Yeah, we used to share dreams and chase paper with little luck

Now they talk about me with they face all shriveled

You wanna eat? I can hand you a spoon

Something poppin' on the streets, take the head of a goon [?]

My mind never fade to black thinking of moves

Got light bulbs that'll pop up and light up the room (so crazy)

Ya'll fucked up, you try and blame me

You should've been, could've been, would've been maybe

Was born in the 80's, my background shady

So when I hit the block you know I tuck that lady

You can say what you want, that's not my baby

Tryna get my seed like, fuck you pay me

it's like the whole world tryna control how I'm thinking move

But if you're trying to stop growth and you're looking at me

Only real recognize the truth, so

Who are you, to point your finger at me

Who are you, to tell me I ain't no good

Who are you, who are you

Who are you, who are you