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letra de who am i? - cwilltooill

only real run through my veins it ain’t-no stopping that (no no)
p in your dna it ain’t no cure for that
i don’t ever leak music too many copy cats

they say you lose the ones you love when you start to stack
but cutting n out your circle is like a starter pack
i lost my main b to the game and now she want me back like
“oh no”, she done started posting old photos
then she had the nerve to text me asking for some promo like, “wait h”
you got to move different if you gone switch positions
i told her stay down for the ride but she didn’t want to listen
she decided to switch sides and now she wish she didn’t
heard her n blew his knee out now she wanting christian
but my new h think i’m gifted and ain’t jumping fences
and they all show up to shows and finish my sentence
play my music in they car and recite every lyric
i consider that s love if you gone actually listen (i do)

i keep hearing from my peers that i’m a young god
ain’t trying to be no-god just trying to go hard
a lot of music that i make is ’bout a dumb broad
so every picture that i paint is like a mozart
in his prime, getting better with rhymes
feeling pressure from eyes but steady beating the odds
n wishing i did, women praying i loved them
had to be more selective over the h i been f (who am i)

boy i’m everything that i should be
it really blows my mind that some happy ’bout being could be’s, and groupies
had to go get it all on my lonely, fasho see
i’m in this for the love and not the trophies
the game full of clout chasers, fakers, and f druggies, they lucky
that s done actually changed for me
n-ggas lacking but i’m popping, ain’t no thang to me
like 1-2-3, this sh-t coming so easily, heard they want beef
remember that my team don’t sleep
in all 24 time zones n vouch for me
can’t you see, big n a real og
i’m f-y-e, until the day i d-i-e
don’t try m-e, i’ll f-u-c-k you n up
that’s r-i-p, you n d-o-n-e
and they always gone wonder, why i’m first to the scene
i said they always gone wonder, why i’m first to the scene (woah, woah)

i keep hearing from my peers that i’m a young god
ain’t trying to be no-god just trying to go hard
a lot of music that i make is ’bout a dumb broad
so every picture that i paint is like a mozart
in his prime, getting better with rhymes
feeling pressure from eyes but steady beating the odds
n wishing i did, women praying i love them
had to be more selective over the h i been f (who am i)

- cwilltooill

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