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i am who i say i am (intro) - devin the ripper lyrics

n*ggas seen me get it through the rough
with the bumps and bruises and they try to doubt me
if you wasn’t with me to get it in the mud
then n*gga you can’t even smell my flowers
i was overtime working all alone
with blood sweat and tears ain’t see no shower
n*gga flew to cali without switching times on em
just to get them extra hours
reminiscing when my brother used to call me punk
and smack me til’ he got it out me
that made turn into that n*gga
that go after what he want instead of f*ckin’ pouting
a lot of n*ggas out there try to stop me
f*ck a drain, i wanna be with fountains
but i never run my mouth * omertà
this thing of ours be my code of silence
all my people was about the action
kitchen chemist was a common practice
and though my father was a cocaine legend
it was b*tching n*ggas that had caught him lacking
never doubted for f*ckin’ second
n*ggas in his circle had to set it
i heard them n*ggas is dead or they better be
cause when i see em, imma have to tax ’em
realest n*ggas with the greatest fashion
have your b*tch drinking gangsta passion
on my makaveli with the mac 11
while i give it to her just like daddy
f*ck a b*tch with the fattest asses
beat the p*ssy up like everlasting
my n*gga ameer is a f*ckin’ soldier
he want the b*tch, so i pass it over
if i said it, then i did it n*gga
never known to be the one to front
understand the power of my tongue
cause everything i said was everything i done
if we talkin’ numbers, i’m the sum
own the market, it’s another fund
i celebrate with the undercrown lit
hanging out my mouth at my b*tches brunch
n*gga from the ‘dorf left a trail of bodies
southeast like i’m ted bundy
arm out the window, left a trail of gnac
on 210 for the dead homies
took a trip straight to california
south central b*tches all up on me
you woulda thought my boo boo smelt like roses
as an outkast, it was stankonia
had my b*tch from long beach came over
she on my nuts so i call her snoopy
rub a n*gga wood like keke shepard
new mercedes benzes when she came to scoop me
p*ssy wetter than a soaker super
had me speak in tongue
and talking backwards
had me feel like i was in a movie
p*ssy round me like on p valley
i was born with the it factor
i just practice on my sk!lls and what i know
this real n*gga sh*t is my blood moe
this ain’t the sh*t that you can f*ckin’ grow
mlb n*gga i’m the show
money l*sting b*tches where we go
told my n*ggas imma go and get it
til’ i’m touching figures 6 feet off the floor

- devin the ripper lyrics

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