U Know Who U Are

[Intro] Yeah, I mean The Greater Than Club is all inclusive Like, it's not just women, but life you know? TGTC [Jerreau] A simple dude with complex views From a social circle where girls come and go like good news That's good parties and good booze Over good food discuss religion and political views In my city where Black males finish a bid before they finish school Stick up kids with nothin' to do What the youth gon' do when they let out of school? Why you think they having sex in grade school? Where the parents at? Dads prolly' somewhere trynna rap Single mother trynna get her groove back You see, my mother sent me to live with my dad- I'm grateful for that I just wish we had the relationship we once had Nothing like the comfort that a mother has So I appreciate my step mom for that I love you all Just thought I'd share that Cause' nowadays, I don't share nothing but these raps The world is mine and mine alone What good is it a man to gain the world but lose his soul? Its not losin' if you winnin' Y'all niggas dress like y'all don't own mirrors You prolly' wear wave caps and bandanas And I'm the future like your bad ass children I'm just playing my position let the centers play center Easy lay up, slam dunk for the hell of it I swear, I make difficult out of easy shit I wouldn't rap if I ain't have a gift It's like my birthday is on Christmas I been good, I got hella' gifts This wrappin' paper? I just save it You think I'm just rappin' for kicks? But knowing me I'll prolly' blow it all on some kicks And after tax that Louis belt is almost 6 Now I'm a dollar away from almost rich But almost doesn't count word to Ray-J's sis And I'm the answer like the back of the book Let that boy cook Let me be great I'm good, God is great Gluttony, I got a lot on my plate I came from the bottom, how I put on my jeans Top no print that's e-marketing But that's Bape, gorilla marketing It's easy as A.P.C, no patch on my jeans Jordan 3's 1988 on my feet That's dope on my feet I'm steppin' on crack The heart of a man, no ruler can measure that And say something when you rap, cause' y'all ain't saying nothin' like a pocket call Come out the closet, y'all share clothes My closet is a look book got that seasons ago Things happen for a reason Last for a season Everybody ain't your friend Everybody ain't your foe In this concrete jungle shoot for doe, shoot for bucks Another day, another dollar's just not enough When loves not enough I told her don't love me Your wasting both our time I don't need a girl, and what's mine is mine But she always on my mind, that's a thought And all I got to give is my heart But she need it more than I do I got love for you, but not enough to die for you So you can't have my heart Now she's my ex like Kaws, the writings on the wonder wall And there's a lot of lonely girls in the world And not enough of me to go around I tell em' you shouldn't have to sleep alone I told em', you shouldn't have to wear a frown For now, till' our day comes I'll be your pen pal Text or write me a letter and I'll reply when I'm in town For now, smile And if I leave I'm never coming back TGTC