Dewayne Jackson - Who Is He? lyrics

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I always wanted to know how it feels to be a star

You ever thought of that? You ever wanted to be

That nigga who blast, smoking out as an outcast

Kids laugh when they pass you up but now they gas you up

When they see you in the studio

Niggas who break Os down, middle of a gerio

Watch my nose go over instrumental

Say I love heart but I swear this shit simple

Girls used to wanna pinch me on my dimple

Now they seeing news with hands over they nipples

Oups, nigga nasty, hey, don’t ask me

‘Cause lately this nigga clever asked the Great Gatsby

And they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

Who is he? Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?

Well, nigga, let me tell you

I’m Dewayne Jackson where this crew was created

Let the south shit, dreams flying by Vegas

Going around the world, pour, diving off stages

As for now, I’m stuck in my room being creative

Stab a nigga’s mind like a double filled Jason

Or Freddy, this slit nigga scary

On the mic he rock and talk to women like Tom Petty

You ain’t ready

At least you thought you was but now you know I’m who you thought I was

You liar, liar like Jim Carrey

So I’m to this, too, with a flow vary chasing greatness

Tryna be the first young nigga to make it

And they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

Who is he? Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?

It’s like I try to hide the pain and shit

But that don’t even seem to help

And now I’m stuck in the same place where I started

I’m asking for help, I couldn’t do it myself

Let’s build something, get this off the shelf

‘Cause that’s when people start to care, right?

But love key, the way I’mma try my hardest

From the garden, have to eat, they won’t keep us starving, shit

Hell no, I can’t take this no more

I swear niggas cold in my city

So caught with disorder and snow

But the mind half drugged, will they ever know

That this world will tear you down before you blow?

These niggas better get you right

These niggas better get you right

And show you how to live that life

A lot of learning when you fresh out the high

Gonna fly, can see the passion in my eyes, can’t you?

I said you can see the passion in my eyes

You can see the passion in my eyes

I said you can see the passion in my eyes

You can see the passion in my eyes

I said

And they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

My nigga, and they be like, “Who is he?”

Who is he? Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?