Song Description
This song is about people who try to treat my life as a music producer like their personal favor farm when it comes to entertainment business matters.
| Song Length |
2:51 |
Genre |
Rap - General, Rap - Gangsta |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Irritated |
Subject |
Musician, Poverty |
| Similar Artists |
Dr. Dre, Joyner Lucas |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
(Chorus)
What I owe? Do we go way back? Feel like I owe you a track? What I owe? Should I give you free game? When you want to pick my brain? Should I put your kids in the mix? This is for the money I'm not here to baby sit. What I owe that you den come to get from me. Cause we both no you ain't here to spend no money.
(Verse 1)
We both from the same block, but you been checkin for me nah?
You tellin' people I'm your homie, but can you say you really know me?
When was the last time we had a drink, or even asked me what I have to think.
sh*t you pay me extra for the beat, y'all be acting like this ain't how my family eat.
Then call me funny acting when I won't give you no action,
you wanting all of me and pay me for a fraction.
Then you be out here bitchin' talkin' bout I be taxin' for you this is a hobby.
for me this is a passion.
Chorus
(Verse 2)
What I owe should I give up a day of pay,
when you feel like coming to the studio to play,
should I not do it for the money?
Cause you throw me compliments and keep calling me buddy?
You would like to pay for a little bit of nothing but have 30 grand
in your hand while video stuntin'.
Every rapper lines you when you hit the record buttton.
Call em in a crisis and they can't help you with nothin'.
I ain't bullsh*tting overlord of people who hit record,
I was born on a mixing board, that's not a microphone buddy that's a sword,
I am something that you cannot afford.
Chorus