Kidd Solo - Who Is That lyrics

[Intro] Kidd Solo n***a Shout outs $K Shout outs uhh The team Y'all know who y'all are If you fall underneath that category Know what I'm saying? So I don't gotta explain sh** right? Oh alright f** it I guess Aye man shout outs Mokes man Shout outs Shawn man Paris man Lomax all them n***as man y'all know [Verse 1: Kidd Solo] If I could get some recognition Watch em hate me when I'm missing I slide my self some penicillin And try to numb my feelings How could they treat me like a villain When they know that I'm bout to k** it I'm not no menace b**h I'm chillin' Can't these b**h n***as see the difference So you gone hate me and attack me? Then claim my raps is savage Y'all n***as plastic y'all some fabric Fake a** n***as playing games They think this rapping sh** is magic They almost drove me into madness Them psychiatrics almost had me Had me in a jacket So I'm just here to f** the game Y'all making bills but we need change Shoot a bamma in his face So I won't say this sh** again I switch up the flow on the go and you know it I'm rolling with 30's and y'all didn't know it I got the whole squad but none of em showing Run up on a n***a then we smash his dome in To get respected as an artist Do I have to shoot a target Do I have to show my wallet Do I have to pop a molly Be at all the parties f**in' all the thotties Do I have to catch a body [Hook] What's it take for y'all to know me To consider me a homie S oh l o x4 [Verse 2: Kidd Solo] Sign me up for battle Take some shots at me I might just slaughter all the cattle Y'all just a herd you f**ing sheep That makes this easier to handle So I'm just breaking all the ankles This rapping sh** is such a gamble n***as let you dangle Let you turn to shambles All your plans get cancelled Trynna find the answers So I don't get trampled But if they talk some sh** I make these p**y n***as scramble Make em an example Don't get in the mix Here's what I predict You could start some conflict And watch ya time tick Call my rhymes sh** But they know all my rhymes sick So take ya time slim To get respected as an artist Do I have to shoot a target Do I have to show my wallet Do I have to pop a molly Be at all the parties f**ing all the thotties Do I have to catch a body