Letra de What'll You Do?

Whaddya do.. when the people go home Ohwhaddya do.. when the show is all done [Cunninlynguists] I'm 25 now, and yeah I told my pops I tossed the towel in Makin music no longer easily make my smile bend Though, wows from the crowds ain't end yet Them smiles and backpacks still ain't helpin my rent checks Ain't far from crack packs if I hurts these verses Flippin worse shit for an empty purse feels worthless Listen, word of mouth has been a blessing and a curse We reach heads, but the only red we see's off shirt sales Tours and shows spread all over the earth, well Recoup gas and go tails back to this dirt, hells Far away though, believe I ain't complainin Rather explainin, that unless this Southern rain end We'll sho' prove we's as real as you