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Who I Am

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It ain't about where I came from, it's more so about where I'm going, it ain't about what

I did, uh -uh, it's about the things I'ma do, my love for who I am, I know I fucked up and

can not break it fast, ain't no lovin' when I'm mad because I came up with no cash, it

went from bandol to the bondo, you would think I'm movin' fast, I got dineros, I got hundreds,

and it don't mean I lose fast, every day that I wake up, a nigga never ever scared, I thank

God when I wake up, cause a nigga could've been dead, like a certified barber, I got

money on your head, fellow, I put that money on your head, nigga, they tried to make me

out some shit I wasn't made to be, on my count of three, my niggas shoot this bitch from

A to Z, uh, they tried to make me out a rap, I got a half a million, girl, I give a fuck

about goin' platinum, remember when I needed help, nobody came to help me, they wouldn't

accept me, helped everybody except me, thank God for my weapon, we could never be separate,

my ex never fucked me, now she wish she would've kept me, help me, I'm the one to come back

me, all them bitches that love me gon' wish they would've accept me, tell them I got more

money than that nigga that they live with, I'ma make them feel me, bitch, I'm worth a

million, yeah, fuck who I am, I know I fucked up and can not rank, it's sad, thank the Lord

for when I'm mad, because I came up with no cash, it went from Bando to the Bando, you

would think I'm moving fast, I got some demos, I got hustles, in the dummy, I lose fast,

every day that I wake up, a nigga never ever scared, I thank God when I wake up, cause

a nigga could've been dead, like a certified barber, I got money on your head, fellow,

I put that money on your head, nigga, tell them to shut up, cause I will not let up,

my brothers don't let me get set up, any time I get fed up, all them niggas get wet up,

tell me it's done better, I wish I never met her, since we ain't been together, I got my

s**t together, pull up in some shit that kind of fog, we're ballin' again, boys, you know

you ballin' to us, drop the phone for the boys, hot inside of a Porsche, listen back at the

boys, I swear to Lord, that pussy give a nigga superpowers, so I'm goin' nowhere without

him, that don't mean that I'm a coward, every day, every hour, every second, every minute,

I hope the Lord forgive me, I'm just out here tryin' to get it, let's get it, like another

race, what's out of the ring, fellow, who I am, I know I fucked up and can not rank if

that, thank the Lord for where I'm at, because I came up with no cash, it went from Bando

to the Bando, you would think I'm movin' straight, I got Jim Jarrows, I got Hunchos, and the

dummy at Louis bag, every day that I wake up, a nigga never ever scared, I thank the Lord

when I wake up, cause a nigga could've been dead, like a certified barber, I got money

on your head, fellow, I got money on your head, I got money on your head, I got money on your

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