You Know What I'm About Lyrics - Lord Finesse

[Lord Finesse] 

Check it out, for those that know me 

Ya wonder why I always play low key 

I know I got people and fans that like me 

But all the noise and attention don't excite me 

So I just lounge and play the D.L 

In the crib with just me and a female 

I'm still slick besides the others 

Cause a player like me 

Yo, I'm smoother than the Isley Brothers 

When I'm on the scene I get feedback 

Brothers runnin up, wassup, where you be at? 

I be by myself just coolin 

Cause I don't have time to sweat what someone else is doin 

Cause their not equal to me 

I got places to go, money to make, people to see 

What'cha gonna do 

The man is comin through 

(You got it goin on) 

Hey yo, that ain't nothin new 

But my fame is stressin others 

So you always got some that always want to test a brother 

But I'm wildin at home kid 

I'm straight makin papes, so tell me what ya problem is 

Ya talk about unity, but when I turn my back 

You talkin about what ya want to do to me 

Yeah, you could keep riffin 

I ain't the one, I sent ya home with ya teeth missin 

So stop runnin at the mouth 

Straight up and down 

You, you know what I'm about 

Knockin brothers off 

Knockin brohters out (3X) 

Yo, you know what I'm about(repeat all 2X) 

[Lord Finesse] 

I'm out to get dough 

Makin brothers petro 

Some suckas don't like me 

But I could care less though 

Cause I'm a command y'all 

I'm smackin' brothers up like Puerto Ricans play handball 

But I ain't the funny type that joke around, huh 

I gotta get my money right 

And I got the right game 

I'm definetely the wrong man to invite to a dice game 

Cause I got strategy 

I'm rollin head cracks, trips 

And makin all the brothers mad at me 

They might as well give up 

The way I'm takin all the dough, this might as well be a stick up 

Cause it's a mans thing 

The way I got things sold 

Yo, they can't do a damn thing 

Tryin to gain props 

I ain't the one to see 

Ya clowns mess around and get played like a drum machine 

You gotta find a better way 

I'm pullin everything from your car to your resume 

Cause I don't play clown 

I'm tryin to get mine 

That's why my face stay frown 

I don't smile or try to play my foul 

I light your boys like ?tile? 

Hey yo, you know my style 

So just slow down, cause y'all can't throw down 

And y'all can't accept that a brothers makin dough now 

And I'm livin better, true 

I makin more noise than the loudest heavy metal group 

It's the cool man, brother with the smooth plan 

That's why I'm seeing more papers than a newstand 

So peep it, don't try to run and speak it 

Point blank that keep my way about secret 

While brothers is packin still, actin ill 

I'm on the D.L, with a female 

And I'm stackin bills 

How ya livin? Yeah I'm livin swell 

Cause a brother like me 

Yo I'm ringin bells 

No doubt, I got clout 

Ain't no future in frontin 

Yo, you know what I'm about 

Knockin brothers off 

Knockin brothers out (3X) 

Yo, you know what I'm about(repeat all 2X)