What I Am

Know I'm the man
Get a check when I land
Stupid try to play with that fire
He got burnt like a tan
I don't play no games
When it come to my fam
And nah shit ain't the same
The pain made what I am

I stay in my lane
Get fly like a plane
They help if they gain
I done walked thru the rain
From the fake I refrain
Did a lot yea I changed
Know that I'm rocking the stage
Smoking this blunt yea I blaze

I gotta keep going
Been on my grind I stay focused
Learning the game gotta soak it
Can't waste no time I'm devoted
So nice with the rhymes ima poet
I got on the drip and she noticed
She staring my way while I'm rolling
I'm steering the wheel and I floor it
I need all of mines yea im on it

She calling my line in the morning
Let off shots i ain't giving no warnings
Shoot my shot yea I'm balling like jordan
And im on it the money is calling
I take credit for shit that I'm causing
Don't start problems if you ain't gon solve it
I can't love her that shit is a caution

Going again
I want her and her friend
I rather stack then spend
Hop in the foreign I'm gone thru the wind
Niggas they hate it's a trend
Nah I won't fold I won't bend
I could never depend
Know I'm the man can't pretend

Rolling one straight to the face
Know that I'm gonna be great
I cannot rush if it's fate
But I need it all can't wait
Bag that shit up move the weight
If the spot hot ima skate
Know the past I can't erase
I cannot land I'm in space
I'm coming first in the race
New bitch the old one replaced

Know I'm the man
Get a check when I land
Stupid try to play with that fire
He got burnt like a tan
I don't play no games
When it come to my fam
And nah shit ain't the same
The pain made what I am

I stay in my lane
Get fly like a plane
They help if they gain
I done walked thru the rain
From the fake I refrain
Did a lot yea I changed
Know that I'm rocking the stage
Smoking this blunt yea I blaze



Credits
Writer(s): Devine Beats
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