Who The Fuck Are You?

[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]

I said who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

And what have you done with my nigga?

Yeah

I said something is wrong

The money done came, I noticed the change, in my nigga

Something is wrong

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]

Yeah, let's kick it

Diary of a loyal nigga

When I vow I'm down until it dies

It's in my heart, It's something no tattoo could solidify

It's like God lit a fire and made Destiny's Child

If you question my loyalty that's just like questioning God

Remind yourself, that when you say you looking for me

You lying to yourself, nigga I'm famous, fuck am I going to hide at?

You looking for you, and I hope you find yourself

Niggas thinking that blowing bud together, drinking and calling each other "bro" and "'cuz" the definition of showing love

Talking about salute and respect

Man that shit don't mean a goddamn thing to me

Especially if you a fuck nigga

And to all my so-called friends, calling yourselves neutral saying you staying out of it

You need to quit fronting, you either with me or against me

You gon' realize that next time you need me for something

I said

[Chorus]

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

And what have you done with my nigga?

Yeah

Yeah

I said something is wrong

The money done came, I noticed the change in my nigga

Something is wrong

[Verse 2: Crooked I]

I can't explain how the love was lost

Feeling like I'm Two Chainz how y'all hit me with that double cross

I gained green, you became green with envy

Like a gangrene limb, I had to cut them motherfuckas off

The same thing from my homies I gave cream

We was repping the same team as brothas

But see the love was false

You made things so clear with your hating

Now my phone can't ring for you

Cause I don't wanna talk

Who turned you into a monster?

I say the cash did it

Thought our friendship was some shit

Till you wiped your ass with it

You Hyde then you Jekyll

You taught me a lesson

Keep my circle as small as a speckle on a freckle

Till my last minute

Shit on the man that led you

Then bit on the hand that fed you

Can't say I wish I never met you

Cause then I sound immature

Young and foolish

30 pieces of silver

You just another Judas

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]

Gotta talk to this nigga man, for real

Let me go and tell it all, you ain't special nigga

This what that pussy-whipped pillow talk'll get you

You don't even know [?] you, that's beside the point

From manhunt to escaping that manhunt

When we robbed the joint

We smoked L's to the brain on the roof

Wash the smoke down with a cup of E&J and a loose

We got [?], rode trains to the Deuce

When I got signed, had the model broads that let niggas run trains and chuck deuce ('member that?)

But when that change low, yeah they change though

And real niggas never 'sposed to mention when they exchange dough

Them quote on quote loans was gifts

Did I complain? No

Cause you was my nigga (my nigga)

Now my nigga trying to knot me up

Ready, fam?

War cost money and aim

I'm on Shady and my shooters got a steady hand

You come try and take what I used to offer

And that block where you standing's

That block they gone scrap you off of

[Verse 4: Joe Budden]

Kept my end of the bargain, was always Joe to you

Which made you feel entitled like shit was owed to you

It's mandated, some things you just supposed to do

You fucked me so hard it was easy to see the hoe in you

On the record, certain shit is expected

Like die for it if you rep it, if you don't then we won't respect it

I'm talking real nigga ethics

If I'm down pick me up

Not step on me to get a pick me up, where did you pick this up?

Cause the money change everything around you

And if it don't happen now then it's bound to

I don't need a jury to decide

You kick dirt on my name, I'll just assume you trying to bury it alive

Stand by your word, because retracting is weak

Don't sell your soul to the devil, then come back with receipts

Now you broke and left for trail, but we can track the deceit

And no you ain't leave me a choice, this is how it rather it be

It's Joe

[Chorus]

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

And what have you done with my nigga?

Yeah

Yeah

I said something is wrong

The money done came, I noticed the change, my nigga

Something is wrong