Wtf
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't oak Would I have hoes
Would I need those
I wonder if I ever smoke
Probably yes maybe no
Would I still be this dope
Be a killer with the flow
Make her pussy wet like floors
After a storm
Would I be a weirdo or average joe
Alive right now or just a ghost
A bum with no goals
Or a ceo on top floors
Rich or poor
Die buying skittles from the store
Ever win a trophy or reward
A's or F's on report cards
Get gold stars
Always take my shit to far
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
I always ask myself
Is this person tryna help
Or do it for they self
You either fly or you fell
You either in heaven or hell
You either sick or you well
You either the plug or clientele
Now a days it's hard to tell
Fresh niggas going stale
But not oak hell no
I'm still on the road
Driving towards my goals
Hope I don't need tow
From a frog or a toad
Jumpy niggas get the pole
Wanted me to fold
Just kept swimming like tadpole
Know myself I'm young oak
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
If you knew me you wouldn't test me
I be patient but I'm stressing
My life sometimes it depress me
I love myself but please help me
I know I'm so unhealthy
You probably think I'm wealthy
But aint ever ever felt me
So make some room
I clear the room
Niggas cant fit these shoes
Or trip balls on these shrooms
They got me acting a fool
Bout to lose my fucking cool
I'm a hot boy need a pool
I'm a hot boy born in june
I'm about to blast off soon
Just like rockets H-town to the moon
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't oak Would I have hoes
Would I need those
I wonder if I ever smoke
Probably yes maybe no
Would I still be this dope
Be a killer with the flow
Make her pussy wet like floors
After a storm
Would I be a weirdo or average joe
Alive right now or just a ghost
A bum with no goals
Or a ceo on top floors
Rich or poor
Die buying skittles from the store
Ever win a trophy or reward
A's or F's on report cards
Get gold stars
Always take my shit to far
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
I always ask myself
Is this person tryna help
Or do it for they self
You either fly or you fell
You either in heaven or hell
You either sick or you well
You either the plug or clientele
Now a days it's hard to tell
Fresh niggas going stale
But not oak hell no
I'm still on the road
Driving towards my goals
Hope I don't need tow
From a frog or a toad
Jumpy niggas get the pole
Wanted me to fold
Just kept swimming like tadpole
Know myself I'm young oak
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
If you knew me you wouldn't test me
I be patient but I'm stressing
My life sometimes it depress me
I love myself but please help me
I know I'm so unhealthy
You probably think I'm wealthy
But aint ever ever felt me
So make some room
I clear the room
Niggas cant fit these shoes
Or trip balls on these shrooms
They got me acting a fool
Bout to lose my fucking cool
I'm a hot boy need a pool
I'm a hot boy born in june
I'm about to blast off soon
Just like rockets H-town to the moon
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
If I wasn't me, Who the fuck I be
Who the fuck I be, Who the fuck I be
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