Who Dis 2

(Instrumental) (Whoa, Ayy) Look mama I did it A child at heart with a mindset of 50 I'm doing my part tryna get there legitly I'm still on a mission Shout out that boy Bo in the city My finger tips just reach the ceiling My spirit need lifting I'm dealing with all of these feelings In ways that's to filthy Im still in the process of healing Life grimy Im doing the griddy Got these drums from the slums I'm the young nigga from 2-0-1 Big cus gave lil cus a gun First show at a church it ain't nun My joint is a idiot with lollipop Go dum dum dumb You can't name one thing I'm running from In the cage out of range under sun Getting paid do my thing it ain't none New flow who dis? (Life grimy I'm doing the griddy) Who am I meant to be? Is shawty meant for me? Is money centipede legs if so Then I guess it's a money tree Buzzing like bumblebee Buzzed how my homies be God where my honey be? Hot as the summers be Bought a new rug They gone snatch it from under me I snatch it back humbly And rolling like tumble weeds All of that's under me It is what it is Now the cookies are crumbling New flow who dis? (Now the cookies are crumbling) Your joke is that you don't miss I woke up angry and pissed Every slope y'all cope with the dope God rope in my fist On my way to the top from the pits New man who dis It's that End all, be all, see yall, we all be all Too small acting bold tryna be tall Recall everything from the protocol I'm a prototype nigga from the planet mars How else do you think I can go this hard I go dumb stupid ret- wait naw Ok you now? Is it real hate naw Ok you love me now you cancel me? That's just dandy ima cancel you Your whole crew Ya mama too I see your true colors and your Smurf blue Now you see how it feels When they smother you I'm on Gillian's island sipping Jamba juice How you tryna fly and can't tie your shoes But then again do you really need to? You better take off now So they won't see you Coming through A domino effect A reject tryna earn respect I guess Ayy_Re's next to be the best See I've been preaching like I'm the pope From the trenches I ain't talking coat Bought this coach coat for my mama She was out flying us coach We was chilling on the east coast Walking through Vegas Like we from the west I see you rocking that new designer Hope a new T-shirt Come with bulletproof vest If you know who it is (If you know who it is)