Da Killa KC - You Just Don't Understand
La la la la la la laI go by Da Killa KC
Yeah
Let me get back to my muh' fucking roots
What the fuck I sound like
Something like the truth
Bitch, you better bounce
When I jump up in the booth
It's another knock out like
I punched you in the tooth
Fuck fake fans, fuck fair-weather friends
Gotta great hand, gotta even better pen
Why make plans? Set goals, put the effort in
I take stands, you won't ever see me settling
Coffee for breakfast, shout out to my grinders
Depression for lunch with a side of some tired
Dinner: An entrée of tension and wired
Midnight snack, I'll just have an all-nighter
Open to rap, gift of a writer
Writing aspired by any desire
Blackout again and I can't find a lighter
I'm hotter than satan, I told him he's fired, like
You ain't getting anymore clockwork
No longer feel like I'm not sure
I'll get to popping off on the pop culture
All of these media demons are vultures
They get the bird, I do not talk words
We don't agree, I do not concur
You can't defeat, what I have conquered
All of these obstacles been tryna stop her, like oh
Who would wanna get in the way of Killa's progression
Why would you not want me to fulfill what I'm destined
Think about that next time
You doubt the skills I was blessed with
For now, let's let the beat ride out
And chill for a second
Second, second, second
You
Just
Don't
Understand
And
That's
The reason
Why you hate
But
It
Makes
Perfect
Sense
To the
People
Who relate
Yeah
Okay, I'm back
Oh, did you miss me
Let's get on track, tune-up the whippy
Switching my gears, they be cruising too shifty
Nowadays people be moving too iffy
Not down to ride? Get out my car
What's focus for? Don't pick me apart
You're never there when my engine don't start
But you wanna show up at the finishing mark
Man, that's that shit
That's that nerve shit
But it's all good though, cause nobody's perfect
Nobody's sure when to know when it's worth it
Now, let me put it in terms you interpret
Like: Everybody fucks up, learn from it
Admit when you're wrong like, that's my fault
But if you keep doing it, that's a choice
So then, don't be surprised with a bad result
Lotta people just wanna shrug their shoulders
Ain't nobody tryna take the blame in the first
My ex still thinks that I fucked her over
Old friends saying that I changed for the worst
My girl now getting all the love I owe her
Real homies don't play the games for the perks
I consider life like a cup of Folgers
I'm awake now like, thanks, I'm alert
Yeah
Been going through some things
But I'm surviving them
Lost so much, so don't be mad I'm tryna win
Fools don't even put in half the time I spend
Let the music ride out and let's vibe again
Vibe again, vibe again
You
Just
Don't
Understand
And
That's
The reason
Why you hate
But
It
Makes
Perfect
Sense
To the
People
Who relate
Written by:
Priscilla Hansak
Publisher:
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