U Know It's U

U Know It's U Lyrics

Ft. King Mez
(Intro)
U know it's u, u, u
(Verse)
I gotta say, gotta say, u don't look different as a kid
A young'n comin' up, I knew just how to live
A road ahead, keep my Havana Road-a-head
But you know how the story goes, neva roll how it's reads, now
Visualizin' the real that was written within the model
What f**k was the baddest, the versus status, the bed was fine
Got worse than my humble words, I
Believe that I got next, and if not, the music will mark you
Two them got em stressed, that's the cold truth
I graduated from University, that's old school
Now I see you versingly bout to go through
Something you might call fry, 30k with the plumbin'
You still can't get you no job, you generations of dots
Economy bottomed down and the government bottomed up
There ain't no prolems get solved, they just got back on they job
We just went back to the stress, couple bottles of Jamie Agretta
Went back to the death
That ain't sh*t, that's why I'm askin' myself what by the plane?
The suit and tie game and the odds are bout the same
Goin' for the dreams and the fame and sustained by doin' what I love
Not workin' fo' the machine
I'm just sayn, tho, ain't here nothin' promised from the honest and hand-outs
Just pointin' out the obvious, there's gotta be a wise up wake cuz
I done wait(?), the corporate letter's lookin' more like a fire escape
Each day, uh
(Hook)
Hold yo head young child, it's your day, your way, your life
And your world's gone change one day
If there's only one thing to rely
Then you know it's you
Yeah, u know it's u, u, u
U know it's u, u, u
Yeah, u know it's u, u, u
(Verse 2: King Mez)
(Now or nah)
(409. for what sense would it do?)
(Fundament, uh)
Grave, started droppin' a show, started to play more
I'm bout to be outtie, but I'm worried bout the A4
Tryna get this R8, what I need to stay for?
Classroom setting's only slowin' down my ?
Damnit, out the window of this stupid pottery class
What niggas abunde verse, teachers say use yo clay more
Momma tell me graduate, money you might make more
I told my momma if I don't rap, I ain't sure
If I could bree, even if I'm bringin' cheese I don't do this for the bread
Let us catch up to the seeds, for them beatin' preschool
Tell em out there different weeds, breakin' up, flavored dutches before they learn to read
People see sum' in me, maybe just my advancement
Possible advertisement, women shootin' me glances
That shower make me do all of the circumstances
Thank God daily for givin' me hella chances
Then know how to box, learnin' em different stances
So no matter the fighter, my style gon' get tighter
Brighter than writers in the cipher who known super-shook
Rap like they super cook, stone like Medusa looks
Man, I be sober fingers not on the guns, but eager for ropin' flashin' me the opposable ones
So if ya think perpetrating keep you flawless, sun
Then you silent mistakin', know you had to be fakin'
Uh, yeah
(Hook)
Hold yo head young child, it's your day, your way, your life
And your world's gone change one day
If there's only one thing to rely on
Then you know it's you
Yeah, u know it's u, u, u
U know it's u, u, u
Yeah, u know it's u, u, u
And if there's only one thing to rely on
Yeah, u know it's u, u, u
U know it's u