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Whatever
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Whatever został wydany 30 stycznia 2026 przez Numinati jako część albumu Gangsta Grillz: E.M.N.T - The Credits
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Performer
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Performer
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Game
The Game
Composer
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Brian Sumner
Brian Sumner
Engineer

Tekst Utworu

You ever seen a movie that lived up to the trailer?
Ayo (Gangsta! We delivered)
See I’m the type of **** tell these **** put up or shut up
The streets demanded more
Talking to every rapper from the Pacific Ocean to the Atlantic ****
Now let’s roll the credits
See this type of shit, this real hip-hop shit (For the culture)
This god emcee shit (G-O-D)
This "call DJ Drama, tell him scream on shit" shit (That’s what I do best)
You know (You know), type shit (DJ Drama)
If I ain't the best rapper from Compton, it gotta be Kendrick
And if Kendrick the best rapper, tell him step up and end it
I'm in the stands clapping hands for the man I befriended
Can't go to war against the **** that I gave my appendix
I don't write raps for **** on podcast couches
Throwing stones, sitting home alone in they glass houses
I write raps for **** who sell packs, tote straps
And double back when they down to they last ounces
I do this shit for the **** in the pen
Who knowing they'll never see the sidewalk again
Doing burpees by the ten, shank wrapped around his chin
Making pruno just to close his eyes, pretend to let us in
I know y'all tired of these **** half rapping
Fifty percent capping, can't even keep it a hundred in they caption
Smack you **** with an Oscar since you acting
Only thing you can't escape: me, death and your taxes
It's whatever, ****, I can't win with y'all ****
And I ain't on one, I'm on ten with y'all ****
Ain't no gang gang, I'm not twins with y'all ****
So ain't no high fives, I ain't friends with y'all ****
It's whatever, ****, I'm at the end with y'all ****
Never shared no blunts or spilled Hen for y'all ****
Can't laugh, can't smoke, can't spend with y'all ****
That's why I'm every now and then with y'all ****
I'm the dope laced with the fentanyl
If you was Wu-Tang, I'd put the sword through all ten of y'all
Corner of the Casamigos, **** getting finished off
'Cause I ain't going back and forth with a tennis ball
Fuck you **** and fuck y'all albums
They all sound like the albums in my algorithm
When I was bald head with the 5X, holding the Pyrex
Dropped the first album and still finished the side quest
Y'all let my antics get twisted up with my skillset
You ain't a G.O.A.T., you just a **** I ain't killed yet
All these opinions, you ain't dropped no classics
You ain't got more bitches, you don't own your masters, ****
You just a slave walking on the roads I paved
You ain't shit, another body to a grave
A bunch of mindplayers in the city I made
**** turned on The Game and careers got saved
It's whatever, ****, I can't win with y'all ****
And I ain't on one, I'm on ten with y'all ****
Ain't no gang gang, I'm not twins with y'all ****
So ain't no high fives, I ain't friends with y'all ****
It's whatever, ****, I'm at the end with y'all ****
Never shared no blunts or spilled Hen for y'all ****
Can't laugh, can't smoke, can't spend with y'all ****
That's why I'm every now and then with y'all ****
We back at it (Gangsta Grizz-illz)
Shot entirely in the location of Compton, California
Additional photography in ATL, Georgia
Tahahahah
Written by: DJ Drama, The Game
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