Who I Am

A couple bags on the move
We taking shots from the roof
I pray ma nigga family doing good
Nobody gotchu
You gotta sell yo self
I know some niggas who then been to hell
I know my family they gon wish me well
I know some niggas stuck up in them cell

So who am I to tell you what you need
We smoking gas but we still on E
Nobody got chu when you down n out
Thinking that shit easy
Niggas think they solid
We gon catch em while they sleeping

Niggas tell you to envy me
This body bag coming with a fee
This 17 got 30 shots we gon do them niggas Greeezie
Free ma Nigga Kay
Till we get him on a mission

See I was broke
But I would never show
See everybody say they smoke
Until it's time for show
I tell ma nigga pass that bitch
We don't need them hoes
I tell ma nigga keep yo stick
We gon need that hoe

See everybody pray for life
They never play it well
You know We Never take no handout
Like we on the field
See ain't not running through them cone
Yo this ain't a drill
We hittin shots in Chicago
Like that nigga Fields

You lose a bag
You let it slip
You let it get away
You aim for some
But yo aim ain't really fucking straight
See That's the shit I'm speaking on
You on own
I know some niggas with that Hustle Like they from LA
See everybody say they real but never keep it real
When I was youngin I was really movin in them fields
They said they got it
Talk about it
Tell I'm on the way
Let's tweak that price
Off that 30
Like we moving weight

So who am I to tell you what you need
We smoking gas but we still on E
Nobody got chu when you down n out
Thinking that shit easy
Niggas think they solid
We gon catch em while they sleeping

Niggas tell you to envy me
This body bag coming with a fee
This 17 got 30 shots we gon do them niggas Greezie
Free ma Nigga K
Till we get him on a mission



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