Who Am I Lyrics

I'm a product of the dope game era but the game fell off

Ya'll just products of the dope, how'd you get so lost

Hard to win a game you never learned how to play

You ain't no shooter like Mike but wanna walk in his Js

My body language is fluent, I ain't one to talk shit

But every mile that i speak on, i walked that bitch

And I'll walk it again backwards barefoot on one leg

Before i ever back track on some shit that i said

I mean what i mean when i say what i say

And if i say it kinna mean, BITCH I MEAN WHAT I SAY

I'm from where the diamonds made from pressure from the plug

If you can't get it out in mud, they gonna get it out in blood

My opponents just components to my higher level

Rejected pieces of a puzzle that didn't fit together

Watch me get it by any means whatsoever

Real niggas never die, watch me live forever

Who Am I

Thomas Jefferson declared, all men are created equal

His pen game was trash, in which one of life's sequels

Do we find that to be true, none that i lived

I get nothing in return for every fuck that i give

Every gun with a clip got bullets that'll rip

Every nun who pussy drip will still suck a mean dick

Y'all forgive me I'm just talking my shit

Cause every sun i shined under still burned at the pits

Sit still too long they'll watch ya skin peel

Snatch these fishes out the water boy I'm way too real

To kneel in defeat, take a knee with a L

Rather live in the streets and let my fucking feet smell

BEFORE I EVER let em tell you i laid down on the floor

I'll be standing in the rain when that shit start to pour

Smile through every bit of pain my true hurt you'll never know

Sitting still in this flame bitch i want all the smoke

Who Am I

I don't claim to be the best I'm just better than you

Accusing me of hitting ya girl used to get her ran through

503 University, a hell of a crew

It's ok my boy, gotta see it through

Sometimes you gotta play the cards just the way they was dealt

They looking for, not looking out, gotta do that yourself

Sometimes ya hands get dirty when ya standing near the cliff

Sometimes you gotta let go when they ask you to lift

Best to watch a stampede from afar

When they falling you ain't always gotta be where they are

On a cold dark night sometimes you gotta be a star

If you wanna be a king sometimes it gonna takes a scar

Who Am I