Whatever It Is by Knotz ET Lyrics
[HOOK]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]
[VERSE 1]
Stay down , imma give you my all
Including the Stars in the ceiling
Whatever I start imma finish
Carrying scars w/ me
Im just trynna put the gang on the map
So we could ball , you feel me ?
We want it all , you feel me ?
Ill never fall , I'm gifted
Putting them all in position
Coming in blind n i’ll give you a vision
Paying my fines like I just got a ticket
Put in the time & go get you a Milli
Richer , ain't talking Millie
Came from the bottom , a wonderful feeling
Section 8 , I want keys to the building
I got cake , I ain't doing no stealing
Im keeping the steel in
Im breaking seal in
Roll it up , i’m high as fuck
Shit , I might just forgive 'em
Im filling my liver
Still probably outlive 'em
I got rank , smell like boof in the bank
Im 'bout to fuck up the system
[HOOK]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]
[VERSE 2]
I never told , i'll never fold
Alot of you niggas done traded
Switch sides , they sweet like pie
No , we could not be related
I got two hoes , came back to the crib
Then took it off , they naked
I actually think they related
Birthday suit , tell 'em happy belated
Lil runt , I done turnt to da man
Blueprint , you as big you plan
Bluestrips , imma need rubber bands
New strips , on a plane imma land
Start cooking , I get straight to the pan
Trynna book me , imma need an advance
White bitch , & she came w/ a tan
Eat it up , then she leave w/ her man
I got bands , give a fuck what you sayin
I go ham , almost like super saiyan
Uncle sam , give a fuck how he playin
I got fans , I ain't planning on stayin'
Over seas , Hangin with the elite
Double C’s , I got crip on my feet
Double F’s , I been ballin no refs
Come correct , or a check on ya head
[HOOK]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]
[VERSE 1]
Stay down , imma give you my all
Including the Stars in the ceiling
Whatever I start imma finish
Carrying scars w/ me
Im just trynna put the gang on the map
So we could ball , you feel me ?
We want it all , you feel me ?
Ill never fall , I'm gifted
Putting them all in position
Coming in blind n i’ll give you a vision
Paying my fines like I just got a ticket
Put in the time & go get you a Milli
Richer , ain't talking Millie
Came from the bottom , a wonderful feeling
Section 8 , I want keys to the building
I got cake , I ain't doing no stealing
Im keeping the steel in
Im breaking seal in
Roll it up , i’m high as fuck
Shit , I might just forgive 'em
Im filling my liver
Still probably outlive 'em
I got rank , smell like boof in the bank
Im 'bout to fuck up the system
[HOOK]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]
[VERSE 2]
I never told , i'll never fold
Alot of you niggas done traded
Switch sides , they sweet like pie
No , we could not be related
I got two hoes , came back to the crib
Then took it off , they naked
I actually think they related
Birthday suit , tell 'em happy belated
Lil runt , I done turnt to da man
Blueprint , you as big you plan
Bluestrips , imma need rubber bands
New strips , on a plane imma land
Start cooking , I get straight to the pan
Trynna book me , imma need an advance
White bitch , & she came w/ a tan
Eat it up , then she leave w/ her man
I got bands , give a fuck what you sayin
I go ham , almost like super saiyan
Uncle sam , give a fuck how he playin
I got fans , I ain't planning on stayin'
Over seas , Hangin with the elite
Double C’s , I got crip on my feet
Double F’s , I been ballin no refs
Come correct , or a check on ya head
[HOOK]
They trynna stop me , I feel it
Whatever it is , imma kill it
Still trynna copy the image
They still trynna kill my spirit
I came up from the back of the back
Im trynna turn up the city
Whatever it is imma get it
Bringing the squad w/ me [x2]