Who Raised You? - JL, JL feat. Suli4Q

New day, same boss

Airport, take off

Gang gang, swank sauce

Still beat your motherfucking brakes off

Ear for, ratchet, when I think of me being that kid

Posted up, nobody posting up what we had did

On the porch with bangers with torches, ain’t gotta dab rig

Doing the most is what I could do at least

Moving like I decided not to renew a lease

Picture me rolling view at laguna beach

Puffing a Cuban, giving someone the Big Kahuna speech

Holding my crotch 'cause of how hard it was

Hood that we was in, none of us had a car garage

And a mirage, did not realize it was sabotage

Believe in boogieman but knew mama was Santa Claus

We don’t know all the commandments

But we memorized rap catalogs

We know Biggie Smalls crack list

Savages, catalyst, ain’t that a bitch

My Kush get work by skit school

Graduated to the penthouse with the sick view

Gotta play the game or it plays you

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?

Who?

who raised you?

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?

Who?

who raised you?

They don’t make 'em like this

My cut skin work by skit school

Graduated to the penthouse with the sick view

Gotta play the game or it plays you

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?

Ayy bro, let’s pray, don’t stress

Stay low, press they flow

Just a process, play more chess

Peso checks, bankroll fresh

If you don’t hear me, then this mic will

Made it and afraid to be clearly living to die real

Sit in cells, may never know how a flight feel

On a red-eye heated, some nigga got on his light still

Just another day in a rapper’s life

Fakes ruin vibes, dreams ruin my nap at night

The brakes ruin the ride, the snakes ruin the fruit

But nothing ruin my appetite

I don’t hear me and anyone rap alike

Bouncing like signals off of a satellite

Wouldn’t be this high if I was scared of heights

I want the paper not after bragging rights

Throw snake eyes with a pair of dice— twice

Turning this paradox into paradise

Wanna put us in a box then of course

Fuck a box, jail, casket, or pandoras

Bitch

My cut skin work by skit school

Graduated to the penthouse with the sick view

Gotta play the game or it plays you

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?

Who?

who raised you?

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?

Who?

who raised you?

They don’t make 'em like this

My cut skin work by skit school

Graduated to the penthouse with the sick view

Gotta play the game or it plays you

They don’t make 'em like this, who raised you?