Who the Fuck Are You

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Let me tell about a story 
I got here for you

I wished a girl gave me a chance 
My eyes are intense her senses go off 
To be honest I just wanna dance in the sky 
Perhaps I would've if I weren't so shy 
Another hundred failures killed the fun 
Guess the shy guy wins in the long run 
I could never pull women in tight linen 
And now I pull bitches when I flaunt my riches 
I don't need no money hungry ass bitches
If you thought I'd hand over my wallet cause you flashed your titties
You're mistaken, first, I'm not buying you a purse
Not from Gucci, Valentino nor Louis Vuitton 
You know exactly where I'm at, above these dummy pawns 
Who fall for your antics, do not consider me equal
I predicted the future way before I read the sequel 
Directed the movie and broke records at the Regal 
 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 

Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
 
You got by with your looks with everybody else 
They'd bow to your ass and buy you the whole shelf 
Nah with me you actually have to be yourself 
What's inside that brain? I think to myself 
Personality matters to me a thousand fold 
Cause emphasis on looks is getting kind of old 
You scream let's build but don't know 
You ramble on and talk, but no results to show 
But you're not to blame, society's to blame 
You have pressures that wouldn't exist if the game wasn't this way 
You succumb to it, I grew up the outcast and 
Became never afraid to be different

Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
Who the f*ck are you? 
 
When the sun goes down and the moon takes place 
And the alcohol races up to your brain and
The music gets louder where's my girl haven't found her
She ordered a drink a minute ago, where did she go?  
I don't know, texted her phone, she's all alone 
This club has like three floors, I'm getting worried 
The bartender told me she saw her leave in a hurry
With some guy, yeah a tall built guy 
Designer jeans, shiny jewelry on his fingers 
Apparently he's a singer, took some selfies 
Then they headed to the dance floor that's all I saw 
Thanks for the Intel, I headed in guns blazing 
Heart racing with a million thoughts playing
Rushing through the crowd swiping drinks 
Splitting between lovers  
I spotted her on the deck, my stomach churns 
She's grinding on his belt, one hand groping him 
The other on his cheek, he had his hands about her waist
Following her pace,  and kissing her neck 
My chest boiled and my face felt hot 
Eyes welled up and tears rushing out 
Stunned, I couldn't move 
She might as well slice a hole in my chest and rip my heart out 
To think we had a connection, I feel the rain of depression 
I'll shank them together with a skewer then have me arrested 
For being bested, emotionally invested 
Left for a quick f*ck and a diamond studded vest 
I couldn't believe it, cheated, by this motherfucking heathen
Surprised I didn't pounce on his neck and block his breathing
I said to myself, be still, just leave it 
If that grimy bitch wants him, so be it

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