Yabz - Who Are You (feat. D $oundz) Lyrics

Yea
Today my, daughter birthday
I ain't seen her in some years
Text my baby momma she ain't answer once it send
Tears flow from the side of my eyes at night
Just hit the weed that's the way I suffice
It's only temporary
When you trying to be a man in a world full of dead beats
But you get treated with the same respect
I don't even know the reason so I stay upset
I asked her to open up an account so I can send some bread
She said ok then never did
August 17th makes 7 long years of depression
7 years that I ain't get to mold you to perfection
And sacrifice my life to assure you learn every lesson
I know I'm due for a blessing but when is my only question
Check, check one check two
You ain't with the business mind ya business
Who are you
Check check one check two
It ain't just hate love kills a nigga too
Check check one check two
Gotta make a way can't sit around let's make a move
Check check one check two,
If you with it, then I'm with it, if not then do what you do
Lord knows I've been going thru shit
Lord knows I've been going thru shit
Damn nigga what I miss
Flow still holy, hallelujah gotta gift
Only got mid I was running out of piff
Life get real started running out of friends
Feeling like twins shit I know just how it is
Tryna get back, knowing all I had to give
26 years a lot of blood sweat and tears
Scrap gone but I know you would be here if you were here
Sometimes I questioned God and wondered could he really hear
No sooner I would think the shit the sooner he'd appear
I started f*cking shawty even though it interfered
With this other shorty that I had over here
The card I was dealt played a hand over fear
Foes catch bullets like Randall and shit
Vandal
It was kind of hard to handle my shit
Mom's kept a nigga grounded like animal prints
But she couldn't save me
Mama's baby may be grown still drive her crazy
May be grown still drive her crazy
Help raise Harmony to the proper lady
Daddy gotta little work to do
Mommy? All good she been working too
We
Got some things we've been working through
And forgive us cause in turn it'd end up hurting you
Damn
Shit reality real
They thought I'd fall like Jack on the hill
Boss up I ain't after a deal
I been after a mill
And whatever comes after a mill
And whatever comes after a mill
Mic check one two
Young dude got juice like a battery still
Check, check one check two
You ain't with the business mind ya business
Who are you
Check check one check two
It ain't just hate love kills a nigga too
Check check one check two
Gotta make a way can't sit around let's make a move
Check check one check two,
If you with it, then I'm with it, if not then do what you do
Lord knows I've been going thru shit
Lord knows I've been going thru shit