You And I Lyrics - Murs

Whuddup'tho 

Check it out, it's the end of the beginning 

The end being of like10 years ago when I first started rapping 

All I wanted to do was make shit 

Get it to people; see what they thought 

And see how they felt about it, get my props or whatever 

Now it's the end of that 

cause now I gotta do in-stores, photo shoots, interviews 

(You guys come over here!) 

Check the head with the fucking reps, man 

And now it's like, it's not about you and me anymore 

My job is to get it to the people, not the people who diss me 

But the people who are feeling me, give you the 

soundtrack for your life (For you) 

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(Verse 1) 

Now when I came to the game I was wet behind the ears 

All I had was some raps that I wanted y'all to hear 

Straight low budget I was underground thuggin' it 

You think I gave a fuck about a publicist? (NO!) 

You think I gave a fuck if you dubbed this shit? (NO!) 

Now the industry is runnin' this underground shit (What?) 

The industry is runnin' this underground shit (Oh!) 

Now what that means is my crew wants a street team 

My crew wants a video so they can be seen 

And that was my dream since I was pre-teen 

But as I got older and the world got colder 

Reality swooped and put the dreams over 

Now I'm content with the mastery of words 

Realize the importance is just being heard 

By fans who love you and you love them 

And honestly it's love that moves this pen 

Photos 

(Chorus 2X) 

It's about me! 

It's about you! 

(Verse 2) 

Now what I'm trying to say is fuck a middle man 

I just wanna make music and get it in your hands 

All the bullshit in between is senseless 

Just to get to you I gotta hop a few fences 

Interviews, record pools, managers, checker fools 

Lawyers, logos, contracts, promos, photos 

Conference, contracts, constant combat 

The psycho's cycle burnin' me out 

I just wanna rock the mic and turn the party out 

Earn a little clout with the butter in my mouth 

But all the politics and bullshit make me wanna shout 

(MOTHERFUCKER! *growling under his voice*) 

So an unintelligible rebel with a flow 

So if y'all wanna step to my level then fa'sho 

Let's go, strap bombs, lap on, kick com 

Do what you wanna do 'cause it's all about you 

(Chorus 2X) 

(Verse 3) 

Look, I don't do it for my wealth I do it for myself 

And the moment you pick this up up off the shelf 

See, you chose me and that means a lot 

Work hard for your money and this is what you bought 

Divine expert so far my best work 

Is yet to be seen, but I'm steppin' to the green 

With a putter in my hand spreadin' butter over bland 

Was just another fan, now I'm addin' to the plot 

Not thinking I'm the man 'cause I have what I got 

Knowing you can lose it all in just one shot 

But like I said I'm on the green staying down to earth 

L.A. is the set, MidTown's the turf 

But I'm speaking to the world when I pound this verse 

Right through this mic into your ears 

Took less than a second for me to get here 

So forget your fears, and peep this here 

(Chorus 2X) 

By the way, Chris Kinney get thicka for a nigga, c'mon 

*Drum beat. . . make you feel the drum beat*