You & I

Lyrics

[Intro] What up tho? (What up?) Look, check it out, it's the end of the beginning (The end of the fucking beginning) The beginning being, like, 10 years ago when I first started rapping (Goddamn you, ho) All I wanted to do was make shit (What? Yep) Get it to people; see what they thought (Think hard now, haha) And see how they felt about it, get my props or whatever (Ha, ha, ha, yep, yep, yep, yep) Now it's the end of that (The end) 'Cause now I gotta do in-stores (In-stores), photo shoots, interviews (Interviews, reviews!) Shake the hand with the fucking reps, man (You guys come over here!) And now it's like, it's not about me and you anymore My job is to get it to the people, not you who diss me (Not you) But y'all who are feelin' me (Yeah, aww) And give you the soundtrack for your life (For you) (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha) Me and you [Verse 1] Now when I came to the game I was wet behind the ears All I had was some raps that I wanted y'all to hear Straight low budget, I was underground thuggin' it You think I gave a fuck about a publicist? (No!) You think I gave a fuck if you dubbed this shit? (No!) Now the industry is runnin' this underground shit (What?) The industry is runnin' this underground shit (Oh!) Now what that means is my crew wants a street team My crew wants a video so they can be seen And that was my dream since I was pre-teen But as I got older and the world got colder Reality swooped and put dreams over Now I'm content with the mastery of words Realize the important thing is just being heard By fans who love you and you love them And honestly it's love that moves this pen [Chorus] It's about me! It's about you! It's about me! It's about you! [Verse 2] Now what I'm trying to say is "fuck a middle man" I just wanna make music and get it in your hands All the bullshit in between is senseless Just to get to you I gotta hop a few fences Interviews, record pools, managers, checker fools Lawyers, logos, promos, photos Conference, contracts, constant combat The psycho cycle's burnin' me out I just wanna rock the mic and turn the party out Earn a little clout with the butter in my mouth But all the politics and bullshit make me wanna shout (MOTHERFUCKER!! *growling under his voice*) So an unintelligible rebel with a flow So if y'all wanna step to my level then fa'sho Let's go, strap bombs, light bomb, kick, bomb Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all about you [Chorus] It's about me! It's about you! It's about me! It's about you! [Verse 3] Look, I don't do it for the wealth I do it for myself And the moment that you picked this up, up off the shelf See, you chose me and that means a lot Worked hard for your money and this is what you bought Divine expert so far my best work Is yet to be seen, but I'm steppin' to the green With a putter in my hand spreadin' butter on the plan Was just another fan, now I'm addin' to the plot Not thinking I'm the man cause I have what I got Knowing you can lose it all in just one shot But like I said I'm on the green staying down to earth L.A. is the set, Mid-Town's the turf But I'm speaking to the world when I pound this verse Right through this mic into yo' ears Took less than a second for me to get here So forget your fears, and peep this here [Chorus] It's about me! It's about you! It's about me! It's about you! By the way, Christina get thicker for a nigga, come on [Outro] Drum beat Thinkin' to the drum beat Thinkin' to the drum beat Thinkin' to the drum beat Thinkin' to the drum beat, drum beat, drum beat, drum beat...