Who I Be

You know wasup
G on the beat

You know who I be
Known internationally
As the boss they know me
That's most definitely
On the real
You know how dem girls
Feel when they with me
That's speechless
Like Jackson Rest In Peace yo
My flow so sick so deadly
I need a doctor up in here
Come and check on me
Check my swag
You know what it is
With my lv bag
When I sag infact
They think I'm putting on an act but
We ain't changing nothing yes indeed
Where I come from men
You won't see nobody fronting
On the real
You know how dem girls
Feel when they with me
When I come through baby
All you haters just chill Nigga
Get it right fool
We don't hustle
We don't even think of trying moving a muscle
So all you Niggas that think that we don't have cash
It's time you think again
Cus you the broke ass
I think I really gotta tell you my color is green
So if you haters try to mess with me your life is deam
You gotta know who you are and where you came from
If you not careful I'm gonna really beat you like a drum
So every time I come around you niggas better run
Yeah yeah
You niggas better run
So everytime I come around you niggas better run
Yeah yeah
You niggas better run
Damn
It's Giddy on the beat
Get it right
I don't need to be hustling just to eat
Don't get it wrong
I ain't telling you that I ain't on my grind
But the money was never too hard for me to find
Haters try so hard always trying to take my place
What can I say I guess hating was never called a crime
I will survive
There is always gonna be a way
So I conclude right now
In Jesus name I pray
Yo



Credits
Writer(s): Gideon Peterside
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