Who Am I Lyrics

Who am I

Who am I

Who am I

Who am I

Ski

Why it seem like the ones I love get the worst of me

Been thinking who I am trying to take that personality

I never burn bridges

Burning Mimosa stenches til I get a first degree

He ain't walk across that stage, still got a first degree

She knowing that I'm paid, keep throwing herself at me

I'm a family man, got two Glocks, acting like they cousins

Motherfuckers don't stand on what they say

I think they buzzing

Doing cribs, making jeans, making songs, bitch, I'm hustling

Ain't sitting on my ass, I haul ass, straight to the money

Might need a hall pass, bro got some bells in by the onion

Looking at palm trees, we had tall grass

in front of..

Damn

Looking at palm trees, we had tall grass, we came from nothing

Three, two, one, shots straight out the Glock, who rang the buzzer

Slicing through my competition, that shit just like butter

She asking who am I, baby Gremski like no other

Put my life up on the line

For my mama and my cousin, and my sisters and my uncle brothers

This shit a gift, acting like we picking names but somehow everybody got each other

And everybody got a banger

Ain't trusting new motherfuckers

Cause everybody got an angle

We had some hand-me-downs

now it's all designer hangers

We had some dark times, but was looked out by some angels

Lana hopped in coupe, that got some rings

she Kurt Angle

I'm about to drop me some new shit, old one then got mangled

Niggas acting well-connected, wires done got tangled

See what these niggas and these bitches a do, when that money dangle

Niggas need some money and hugs, niggas full of anger

I try to make money every time I'm feeling cranky

My head on the swivel

I can always sense some danger

Doors off the Wrangler, bro, dozed off some painkillers

Niggas got they heads straight in the woods park rangers

Milestones, I'll take them, now or later

Earrings look like now and laters

Or the fucking Power Rangers

All these different colors, busting out the eyes ain't it

If I step right on my money, I'll be Thon Maker

If you take step on your money, you can hide paper

And devil closer than you think, like it's our neighbor

Reach out a hand

I would love it if my God saved us

I put a battery in her back, look like I tased her

Why it seem like the ones I love get the worst of me

Been thinking who I am trying to take that personality

I never burn bridges

Burning Mimosa stenches til I get a first degree

He ain't walk across that stage, still got a first degree

She knowing that I'm paid, keep throwing herself at me

I'm a family man, got two Glocks, acting like they cousins

Motherfuckers don't stand on what they say

I think they buzzing

Who am I

Am I