Listen to Who Am I (feat. Yo Gotti) by K CAMP

Who Am I (feat. Yo Gotti)

K CAMP

Hip-Hop/Rap

15,852 Shazams

Lyrics

A lot of niggas sayin' that they are the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? Hear these niggas out here talkin' like they killers The same ones who scared to put that on they life I ain't tryna impress nobody I ain't tryna stress nobody I hear these niggas out here sayin' they the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? You the type to count a nigga pockets You the type that can't keep his word I'm the type to go smoke a blunt And if I'm high enough I might sip the syrup You ain't reall who ya say ya is Livin' life with that mask on when them hunger pains I'll have a savage nigga runnin' in yo shit With no mast on, and I'm past gone Not fearin' nobody from God, I speak this shit from my heart Bitches and money tear niggas apart I been this way from the start Long road but I learned quick Ya the type to always run yo mouth Always talk about it but neva earn shit I'm on my bridge, neva burn shit Next to Diddy Kenny Burns shit If ya don't know ya betta learn quick I hold my hundreds with a firm grip Always busy like the West End Word out I'm the best in Made the money counter my best friend A lot of niggas sayin' that they are the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? Hear these niggas out here talkin' like they killers The same ones who scared to put that on they life I ain't tryna impress nobody I ain't tryna stress nobody I hear these niggas out here sayin' they the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? I'm just gon' ride for my niggas I'm down to die for my niggas Put my niggas on game, how to cut up These millions, anybody a hitta Give them a mission and pistol Becos' ya come up and holla That don't make ya my nigga How many niggas ya owe, how many niggas ya know That was like bruva befo' then fell out 'bout a ho If I knew my nigga was gettin' high Then he couldn't buy it from me Ya my lil nigga, lil nigga money no value to me I took lil Keion out the hood and changed his life for real Ask him when ya can post up on this hill and go to Beverly Hills It's on ya if ya ain't 'bout that action, then why the fuck ya lie? If ya the realest nigga, then who the fuck am I? A lot of niggas sayin' that they are the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? Hear these niggas out here talkin' like they killers The same ones who scared to put that on they life I ain't tryna impress nobody I ain't tryna stress nobody I hear these niggas out here sayin' they the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? I'm the type to put my niggas on I'm the type that want to see ya rich Ya the type to go blow yo check Just for Instagram and a sneaky bitch I'm the type to pull of the lot Then look at yo then say ya can too I can't wait for my nigga Bo To bust down that block in a two door coupe They go twelve higher than I eva been Mambo hide that scale Bitch I been a heavyweight Ya niggas too frail Ya might break my heart But ya can't break this truth I tell Real niggas do cry too When my album drop I hope ya buy two When it's all done I'ma die true I said real niggas do try to Hella naked bitches playin' Taboo Done turned the mansion to a damn zoo A lot of niggas sayin' that they are the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I? Hear these niggas out here talkin' like they killers The same ones who scared to put that on they life I ain't tryna impress nobody I ain't tryna stress nobody I hear these niggas out here sayin' they the realest But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I?
Writer(s): Mario Sentell Giden, Jeremiah Renaldo Bethea, Leland Clopton, Kristopher Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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