Who I Am (Freestyle) Lyrics

Two-track Deej, one-take hymns

Studio be charging so I'm never punching in

My bully made me mad, so I took his lunch from him

I got dubbed in high school cuz I really want her friend

What's scary bout the kid? Is everything that I rapped about I lived it

Every decision that I'm gon make, I probably meant it

Everything from riches and the [bleep], broken hearts and the stitches

I don't have regrets, so what's the point in tryna fix it?

I live by one rule, we only on this earth once

My homies love me chatting when they pearling up the Runtz

Returning in the game, I'm Devin Hester with the punts

They know imma make it far, even if it takes me months

Outside the lines, made my 3rd tape better

First 2 to practice, make the 3rd take better

My birthday on a Friday, makes the 3rd taste better

You gon miss me on a Wednesday, cuz my Thursdays better

Band man-

Rock the tech just like a UCLA graduate in San Fran

Won the revolution so I hit my little dance dance

I keep a heavy hitter-

Just in case we need a grand slam

Dropped my last band for a makeshift stu' in my apartment

You can have my job but you won't last in that department

Billion-dollar deals, but I'd rather be an artist

Sometimes I miss Chicago, with the ashes in the carpet

And the flashes of nostalgia, 4 pm the darkest

A nigga from new jersey in the classes with the sharpest

Boarding on my flight, I text my grandma it departed

I used to hide my music from my niggas when I started

Sculpting up a plan the way you see my life is shaping out

Road less traveled, you can't judge me when I take the route

My momma held it down, she knew I would make it out

Shit was written from the start when I was sleeping on the couch, nigga