Текст песни Who Are You? - Mr. Probz

Who are you? to point your fingers at me
Who are you? To tell me I am no good?
Who are you? (who are you?)

I ain′t never been the type to work a 9 to 5
Always knee-deep in the struggle to keep my dream alive
So who the fuck are you to criticize me?
I'm thinking out the box, no critic confines P, robz, shit, I′m everybody's problem, but fuck opinions asshole cause everybody got one
You bucket of crabs, got me locked up in the lab, motivated quotes burning my pad
Trying to get this money and dash, you know how it go. You'd never turn ya back homie if you knew what I know (knew what I know)
Hear they saying I′m too cocky, but what you trying to prove, you gangsta?
Try stop me
You lames keep my name in ya mouth
Ain′t shit changed. I'm still in the hood and it′s all good, I feel your pain, but can't help it if you stuck in the P′s, so why you sitting there pointing at me?

Who are you? to point your fingers at me
Who are you? To tell me I am no good?
Who are you? (who are you?)

We used to share dreams and chase paper with little love
Now they talk about me with their face all scribbled up
You wanna eat? I can handle you a spoon
Some poppin on the streets and can handle with goons
My mind never fade the black thinking the moves
That got light bulbs that can pop up and light up the rooms
Y'all fucked up you trying to blame me?
You should have been, could have been, would have been.maybe
I was born in the 80s, my background is shady
So when I hit the block you know I tuck that lady
Say what you want but that′s not my baby
Tryin' to get my seat like fuck you, pay me!
Heh. It's like the whole world tryin′ to control
How I′m thinking move, but if you're trying to stop growth
And you′re looking at me. Only real recognize the truth

Who are you? to point your fingers at me
Who are you? To tell me I am no good?
Who are you? (who are you?)