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who i am - ths cal lyrics

[produced by ths cal]

[verse 1]
b*tch, lil n*gga trippin’ off this hendog
you know i ain’t running to no cat, b*tch i’m big dawg
if you playin’ in these streets, you’ll get picked off
talkin’ on yo page like you heat, but you big soft
aye, and i ain’t really wit’ that cappin’ sh*t
i’m from the hood, but i don’t shoot, i’m only scr*ppin’ n*ggas
and when i f*ck yo brotha up, i ain’t rematching n*ggas
you steady talkin’ but you ain’t about that action n*gga
i got my brothas on my back, we finna make it out
he talkin’ down, i got some n*ggas that can take him out
boy middle fingers to yo mentions, i ain’t giving clout
you ain’t a n*gga in my circle, then you missing out

[chorus]
and i’m rolling in a benz
i had no money, had to get it how i live, lil n*gga
now i’m stacking wit’ my mans
to get a milli, it was always in the plans, lil n*gga
and i do it for my fam, and i don’t f*ck wit’ any b*tch, but i can
she know i’m the man, it’s time to show these p*ssy n*ggas who i am

[verse 2]
i remember me and dee was writing in the booth
we was tryna make it, it was zay and sadi too
on a money mission, we was tryna get the blues
ain’t no other n*ggas rappin’ out here f*ckin’ wit’ my crew
and i can’t forget the homies, gotta thank my n*gga tae
writing raps in the class, we was tryna find a way
it’s free my n*gga sadi, he was tryna beat a case
we was in the sh*tty city getting money every day
i cut a lot of n*ggas, they was all snakes
i did the same for them hoes, they was all fake
i’m only eating wit’ the gang and they all stayed
we finna get a dinner plate and now we all paid, n*gga and that’s on gang
[chorus]
and i’m rolling in a benz
i had no money, had to get it how i live, lil n*gga
now i’m stacking wit’ my mans
to get a milli, it was always in the plans, lil n*gga
and i do it for my fam, and i don’t f*ck wit’ any b*tch, but i can
she know i’m the man, it’s time to show these p*ssy n*ggas who i am

[verse 3]
i’m a black king and i need a black queen
i need me a milli, i don’t need a d*mn ring
white af1s and my fit real clean
i be drippin’ all this water like a d*mn canteen
i know this one bad b*tch and her name chaianne
and she stay up on her sh*t, so i’m tryna be her man
i ain’t have no money, now i’m stacking wit’ my mans
to make it out the city, it was always in the plans lil n*gga, yeah

- ths cal lyrics

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