Who I Am
Bitch, lil' nigga trippin' off this hendog
You know I ain't running to no cat, bitch I'm big dawg
If you playin' in these streets, you'll get picked off
Talkin' on your page like you heat, but you big soft
Aye, and I ain't really with that cappin' shit
I'm from the hood, but I don't shoot, I'm only scrappin' niggas
And when I fuck your brother up, I ain't rematching niggas
You steady talkin' but you ain't about that action nigga
I got my brothers on my back, we finna make it out
He talkin' down, I got some niggas that can take him out
Boy middle fingers to your mentions, I ain't giving clout
You ain't a nigga in my circle, then you missing out
And I'm rollin' in a Benz
I had no money, had to get it how I live, lil' nigga
Now I'm stackin' with my mans
To get a milli', it was always in the plans, lil' nigga
And I do it for my fam
And I don't fuck with any bitch, but I can
She know I'm the man
It's time to show these pussy niggas who I am
I remember me and Dee was writing in the booth
We was tryna make it, it was Zay and Sadi too
On a money mission, we was tryna get the blues
Ain't no other niggas rappin' out here fuckin' with my crew
And I can't forget the homies, gotta thank my nigga Tae
Writing raps in the class, we was tryna find a way
It's free my nigga Sadi, he was tryna beat a case
We was in the shitty city getting money every day
I cut a lot of niggas, they was all snakes
I did the same for them ho's, they was all fake
I'm only eating with the gang and they all stayed
We finna get a dinner plate and now we all paid, nigga and that's on gang
And I'm rollin' in a Benz
I had no money, had to get it how I live, lil' nigga
Now I'm stackin' with my mans
To get a milli', it was always in the plans, lil' nigga
And I do it for my fam
And I don't fuck with any bitch, but I can
She know I'm the man
It's time to show these pussy niggas who I am
I'm a black king and I need a black queen
I need me a milli', I don't need a damn ring
White A-F-1s and my fit real clean
I be drippin' all this water like a damn canteen
I know this one bad bitch and her name Chaianne
And she stay up on her shit, so I'm tryna be her man
I ain't have no money, now I'm stackin' with my mans
To make it out the city, it was always in the plans, lil' nigga, yeah
You know I ain't running to no cat, bitch I'm big dawg
If you playin' in these streets, you'll get picked off
Talkin' on your page like you heat, but you big soft
Aye, and I ain't really with that cappin' shit
I'm from the hood, but I don't shoot, I'm only scrappin' niggas
And when I fuck your brother up, I ain't rematching niggas
You steady talkin' but you ain't about that action nigga
I got my brothers on my back, we finna make it out
He talkin' down, I got some niggas that can take him out
Boy middle fingers to your mentions, I ain't giving clout
You ain't a nigga in my circle, then you missing out
And I'm rollin' in a Benz
I had no money, had to get it how I live, lil' nigga
Now I'm stackin' with my mans
To get a milli', it was always in the plans, lil' nigga
And I do it for my fam
And I don't fuck with any bitch, but I can
She know I'm the man
It's time to show these pussy niggas who I am
I remember me and Dee was writing in the booth
We was tryna make it, it was Zay and Sadi too
On a money mission, we was tryna get the blues
Ain't no other niggas rappin' out here fuckin' with my crew
And I can't forget the homies, gotta thank my nigga Tae
Writing raps in the class, we was tryna find a way
It's free my nigga Sadi, he was tryna beat a case
We was in the shitty city getting money every day
I cut a lot of niggas, they was all snakes
I did the same for them ho's, they was all fake
I'm only eating with the gang and they all stayed
We finna get a dinner plate and now we all paid, nigga and that's on gang
And I'm rollin' in a Benz
I had no money, had to get it how I live, lil' nigga
Now I'm stackin' with my mans
To get a milli', it was always in the plans, lil' nigga
And I do it for my fam
And I don't fuck with any bitch, but I can
She know I'm the man
It's time to show these pussy niggas who I am
I'm a black king and I need a black queen
I need me a milli', I don't need a damn ring
White A-F-1s and my fit real clean
I be drippin' all this water like a damn canteen
I know this one bad bitch and her name Chaianne
And she stay up on her shit, so I'm tryna be her man
I ain't have no money, now I'm stackin' with my mans
To make it out the city, it was always in the plans, lil' nigga, yeah
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Writer(s): Calvon Weston
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