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Who's That? Video (MV)




Performed By: Jack Kennedy
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: JACK KENNEDY




Jack Kennedy - Who's That? Lyrics




Way too kind in real life but I'm mean on mics
Either way bet you say I'm nice
Cus if you see me in street then you see me in booth
It would probably feel like you would meet me twice
All day all night till I drop making bops
Yeah I'm coming for the top
So let em take a shot not a prob on the job
I'm a lock nah I don't stop
I'm your new fav rapper you don't know exists
I can't play safe too drawn to the risk
They tell me go slow you know that I sprint
Guess you gotta be yourself but it turned me into this

(Who's That)
Work too hard earnest motherf*cker
Get here early stay late I love it
(Who's That?)
Ex athlete but I still run it
In music started out drumming
(Who's that? You?)
So call my momma tell her I love her
I'll be in studio winter till summer
And f*ck these rappers they don't know nothing
Cus everytime I play my tracks, they all ask
(Who's That?)
I don't care what they say no I will not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
The more they hate yeah it got it
Cus they always ask who's that?

We making moves with the crew
Still here if I lose that's juice
Took time for myself ooh I'm renewed
Vegetables and no booze I'm rested
So run tell Devil Angels they sent me
All his money fame just won't tempt me
Pray that the sound of the game
Moves against me
But copy their style?
My conscience won't let me

I'm your new fav rapper you don't know exists
I can't play safe too drawn to risk
They tell me go slow you know that I sprint
Guess I gotta be myself and it turned me into this

(Who's That?)
Work too hard earnest motherf*cker
Get here early stay late I love it
(Who's That?)
Ex athlete but I still run it
In music started out drumming
(Who's that? You?)
So call my momma tell her I love her
I'll be in studio winter till summer
And f*ck these rappers they don't know nothing
Cus everytime I play my tracks they just ask
(Who's That?)
I don't care what they say, no I will not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
The more they hate yeah
Cus they always ask who's that?

Stopped doing it for them started doing it for me
Still I'm seeing on my feed people chilling on a beach
And I wish I could go there but shit ain't free
Even if it was though the shit ain't me
Put it out of mind worry about my own time
Focus on making me to what I gotta be
Started giving no f*cks about what anybody thinks
I don't need another hand or a link
And I promised myself that no matter what it takes
And no matter what they say I would push it to the brink
Get rich be a star
Who don't got goals?
Big crib with the cars
Who don't want those?
People talk all the time of course we all want it
But doing shit yourself now that's uncommon

No I would not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
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Way too kind in real life but I'm mean on mics
Either way bet you say I'm nice
Cus if you see me in street then you see me in booth
It would probably feel like you would meet me twice
All day all night till I drop making bops
Yeah I'm coming for the top
So let em take a shot not a prob on the job
I'm a lock nah I don't stop
I'm your new fav rapper you don't know exists
I can't play safe too drawn to the risk
They tell me go slow you know that I sprint
Guess you gotta be yourself but it turned me into this

(Who's That)
Work too hard earnest motherf*cker
Get here early stay late I love it
(Who's That?)
Ex athlete but I still run it
In music started out drumming
(Who's that? You?)
So call my momma tell her I love her
I'll be in studio winter till summer
And f*ck these rappers they don't know nothing
Cus everytime I play my tracks, they all ask
(Who's That?)
I don't care what they say no I will not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
The more they hate yeah it got it
Cus they always ask who's that?

We making moves with the crew
Still here if I lose that's juice
Took time for myself ooh I'm renewed
Vegetables and no booze I'm rested
So run tell Devil Angels they sent me
All his money fame just won't tempt me
Pray that the sound of the game
Moves against me
But copy their style?
My conscience won't let me

I'm your new fav rapper you don't know exists
I can't play safe too drawn to risk
They tell me go slow you know that I sprint
Guess I gotta be myself and it turned me into this

(Who's That?)
Work too hard earnest motherf*cker
Get here early stay late I love it
(Who's That?)
Ex athlete but I still run it
In music started out drumming
(Who's that? You?)
So call my momma tell her I love her
I'll be in studio winter till summer
And f*ck these rappers they don't know nothing
Cus everytime I play my tracks they just ask
(Who's That?)
I don't care what they say, no I will not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
The more they hate yeah
Cus they always ask who's that?

Stopped doing it for them started doing it for me
Still I'm seeing on my feed people chilling on a beach
And I wish I could go there but shit ain't free
Even if it was though the shit ain't me
Put it out of mind worry about my own time
Focus on making me to what I gotta be
Started giving no f*cks about what anybody thinks
I don't need another hand or a link
And I promised myself that no matter what it takes
And no matter what they say I would push it to the brink
Get rich be a star
Who don't got goals?
Big crib with the cars
Who don't want those?
People talk all the time of course we all want it
But doing shit yourself now that's uncommon

No I would not stop it
The more they hate the more that I profit
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Writer: JACK KENNEDY
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