Wassup by WIN_BX Lyrics
[Intro]
Yea nigga whats up. (whats up)
Yea nigga whats up. (whats up)
[Verse 1]
Under sellin it quick
You ain’t even have to haggle
You edgin, I’m dyin from misery in this battle
Peep the scale, (peep it)
Tiltin in yo favor
Period, take yo sentence
Mah nigga, see you lata
(see you lata)
Had to doubt my own
Essence and my flava, (why?)
Feel like a crown of thorns
You wanna meet yo maker
(jesus christ)
What type of time I’m on?
My movement a little shaky
Am I my brothas keeps?
Hmmm, I don’t know, maybe
[Chorus]
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to set it off for a pass
Yea nigga, wassup?
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My wholе world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to trade my skin for the math
Yea nigga, wassup?
[Verse 2]
Nеver matter the weather at all
It’s still the same shit
(neva matta)
Why I’m never surprised
Or in amazement (nah neva)
Mr oreo cookie, why you steppin all different
From the examples I seen
I think theres somethin that you missin
But there isn’t
Wishin this wasn’t major
Wishin that myself was enough for this equation
(man, wishin)
Difference of opinion and the fact of my reality
Leads me to the sum
My pride becoming the casualty
Takin it literal what you see up on the screen
C’mon mah nigga
You ain't livin up to the scheme
Bust a lil jig, before we start losin interest
Whats more important?
Yo pride or your existence?
Words can cut deep when you livin up to the hype
Or they can clap back
When you livin life with no fright
Death by a ritz or a crab in the bucket
You know I got it on me
Even if I have to tuck it
Yea nigga, wassup?
[Chorus]
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to set it off for a pass
Yea nigga, wassup?
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to trade my skin for the math
Yea nigga, wassup?
(wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup)
Yea nigga whats up. (whats up)
Yea nigga whats up. (whats up)
[Verse 1]
Under sellin it quick
You ain’t even have to haggle
You edgin, I’m dyin from misery in this battle
Peep the scale, (peep it)
Tiltin in yo favor
Period, take yo sentence
Mah nigga, see you lata
(see you lata)
Had to doubt my own
Essence and my flava, (why?)
Feel like a crown of thorns
You wanna meet yo maker
(jesus christ)
What type of time I’m on?
My movement a little shaky
Am I my brothas keeps?
Hmmm, I don’t know, maybe
[Chorus]
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to set it off for a pass
Yea nigga, wassup?
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My wholе world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to trade my skin for the math
Yea nigga, wassup?
[Verse 2]
Nеver matter the weather at all
It’s still the same shit
(neva matta)
Why I’m never surprised
Or in amazement (nah neva)
Mr oreo cookie, why you steppin all different
From the examples I seen
I think theres somethin that you missin
But there isn’t
Wishin this wasn’t major
Wishin that myself was enough for this equation
(man, wishin)
Difference of opinion and the fact of my reality
Leads me to the sum
My pride becoming the casualty
Takin it literal what you see up on the screen
C’mon mah nigga
You ain't livin up to the scheme
Bust a lil jig, before we start losin interest
Whats more important?
Yo pride or your existence?
Words can cut deep when you livin up to the hype
Or they can clap back
When you livin life with no fright
Death by a ritz or a crab in the bucket
You know I got it on me
Even if I have to tuck it
Yea nigga, wassup?
[Chorus]
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to set it off for a pass
Yea nigga, wassup?
They say I’m to black for the white man
But I ain’t black enough for the black man
My whole world caught up in a back spin
I’m down to trade my skin for the math
Yea nigga, wassup?
(wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup)