Who I Am

Wooh, they said be all you can be
Wooh, they said be all you can be

I just wanna buy another Rollie
I just wanna pop another band
I just wanna sell dope forever
I just wanna be who I am

Wooh, they said be all you can be, nigga!
Wooh, they said be all you can be

Always knew I could rule the world
Let's define what my world is
Knee deep in this dope money
Damn near where my world ends

Same block, same rock
I was thinking 'bout murdering
I ain't getting my hands dirty
Let you worry 'bout serving 'em
Yeah, they said be all you can be, nigga!
Wooh, they said be all you can be

I just wanna buy another Rollie
I just wanna pop another band
I just wanna sell dope forever
I just wanna be who I am
Yeah, they said be all you can be, nigga!
Wooh, they said the truth set you free

Entrepreneur, strip club connoisseur
Hot fudge sundae, pour it on you hallelujah
Pour it on you hallelujah
Pour it on you hallelujah
And I be on my own dick, ain't that much room for you, ah
Red, white, blue, I pledge allegence to the street life
Even if it's left overs I still got to eat right
Got gas in my peace pipe, pink Sprite
She P-popping her jeans tight, all day I dream about three stripes
We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room
Look out the window, got a bad bitch in my swimming pool
Got a bad bitch in my swimming pool
Got a bad bitch in my swimming pool
We the type of crew to get fresh just to sit in the living room
Look out the window, got a bad bitch in my swimming pool

Wooh, they said be all you can be

Pretty girls is my reputation
One on my arm, that's decoration
Getting to it, no hesitation
To fuck with me you need a reservation
To the top escalating, elevating
Good music legislation, delegatin'
And I mean that shit like exclamation, exclamation, exclamation
And I'm going 'til I K.O
Eyes closed, I'm OK
All my bitches know they role
Even when we role-play
My homie got that nine on him
All night and all day
And all night and all day
And all night like that shit's his muthafuckin' soulmate
Cause no time for hand in hand
When you got this paper hand in hand
Bitch I'm feeling like a grown ass lil' boy, nigga na na na na na
Bitch I'm feeling like a grown ass lil' boy, cause I still love to get pampered
But don't get it twisted, watch your step and fuckin' manners

Wooh, they said the truth set you free!
Wooh, they said be all you can be
Wooh, they said be all you can be
I just wanna buy another Rollie
I just wanna pop another band
I just wanna sell dope forever
I just wanna be who I am
Wooh, I just wanna be who I am
Wooh, I just wanna be who I am

Always knew I could rule the world
Let's define what my world is
Knee deep in this dope money
Damn near where my world ends



Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Le Varr Thornton, Tauheed Epps, Emmanuel Eugene Nickerson, Sean Michael Anderson, Kwesi Sey, Renee Scroggins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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