Who’s Really Rapping Lyrics by A-Q ft. Blaqbonez
CHORUS – BlaqbonezCame a long way from OkotaFrom danfo days going OjotaNow benzos whenever we comot houseGot girls inside of boys quartersDon’t call my phone you no be shot callerYou not Megan, you not OprahComot body joorComot body joorComot body joor
What really happened to rapping?What are we doing these days?Niggas talking like bitches finding attention, but they don’t see itCome out the woodwork hating old men speak on name like dailyLike Wizkid I can’t complainAll I can say is act your agePushing 50 and still fighting opps I don’t know men that really sound crazyI’m tryna be in Jamaica carnival flexing wasting paperWasting paper wa –frrr frrrrwasting paperBeen hot since I stepped in the game – everlasting takerThe oil on my head is differentI’m at peace with my choice of womenShe a gold digger I’m an ass diggerWhat are we doing? DiggingI’m digging the way she throw it backI cornered that girl like a cul-de-sacYou chasing I’m tryna get my polo backI throw em back
Came a long way from OkotaFrom danfo days going OjotaNow benzos whenever we comot houseGot girls inside of boys quartersDon’t call my phone you no be shot callerYou not Megan, you not OprahComot body joorComot body joorComot body joor
Sad when I talk about money sometimesIt’s funny they really got nothing on mineAnytime they talk about opps it’s capIt only gets bloody onlineVery few rappers in my weight classI’m lowkey while they running their mouthBank balance and bank statementsMtew these numbers are hard to pronounceIt’s not pride it’s competenceThe confidence is Godly sentTouch one of mine I promise there’ll be consequencesCall forensics, I’m leaving my prints on everythingThey can’t comprehend that I’m not pretendingWhen it comes to these bars it’s me vs “hmm”Feels like I’m condescendingPipe down when you type manYour twitter page ain’t worth 5 grandYou know I move like DavidoGot a spesh as my hype manI got careers in my right handGot Asian money from BytedanceWanna roll that dice go aheadThat’s double six on your life, manThe whole game is grotesqueYou know best no protestEverybody wanna go viral until they waking up in some cold sweatsSpin the block for mo’ checksSuperheroes in RolexesI know I get underneath your skin, please don’t die from no sepsisGodfathers got godfathersOld wisdom with Alzheimer’sWhen you think you got it all coveredKnow we coming for the all timersYou got subscribers we got suppliers23’s to 45’ersMy whole career is now on to clockStill the shoes can’t fit you rhymersI’m …
Came a long way from OkotaFrom Danfo days going OjotaNow benzos whenever we comot houseGot girls inside of boys quartersDon’t call my phone you no be shot callerYou not Megan, you not OprahComot body joorComot body joorComot body joor
