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S3 - Who I Am Lyrics



S3 - Who I Am Lyrics




She ain't want me then, she want me now because I'm gettin' money
Started makin' funny money, then I realized shit ain't never funny
99 problems it's someone that's always wantin' some
Bra on his 99th bullet, I just seen him dump a hunned of em

Better hope he rebound, get pissed on, sound like Andre Drummond
Like a virgin nigga on his third stroke, boy, you know I'm comin
Like I'm up to bat and it's my second strike, I can't go for nothin
I don't even read the message on my phone, I know they wantin' some

When they tryna get what they want or what they need, they always askin' me
Get your funds together before you call and cop because this shit ain't cheap
You blowin' up my phone and got a dub, yeah, that's another fee
Buyin' bottles in the club, the pretty bitches get a shot on me

If I found her in the club, she not my type, ain't got a shot with me
I know her nigga trap, but ain't got motion, tell him shop with me
He can come and get a p, I hit his hoe, I might can make it cheap
She creepin' on the low and move discreet, think she keep it p

I can't let her find out where I sleep, layin' back the seat
Feel like Weezy Wee, self-defense, beatin' up the beat
Feel like Pat Riley, every single flow, they think I own the heat
Ain't no pat-downing when we at the door, we bringin' in the heat

I be pushin' peace, but don't tweak, I really keep a piece
When I start my run, it's gon' be better than Bron in the east
They wonder how a nigga sized like me such a f*ckin' beast
They wonder how I never write my songs, but so f*ckin' sweet

I just give my best shot off the dome, modern warfare 3
City small as Rust, hope somebody find us in the dust
It's like a nuketown, gotta blow by 2025
It ain't on the likely side, but all my skills keep my hope alive

Done seen soo many people die, I only hope that I can stay alive
Was always on my side, but now my grandma on the other side
Nigga, f*ck a river, plenty oceans for the tears I cried
Ever had to understand how your man became a homicide

Y'all grew up chillin' at the park, just thinkin' bout it make you wanna slide
Scared to give a bitch a heart because you think that every one is slime
Done f*cked plenty niggas' bitches, I'll be damn a nigga f*ck on mine
Bra got a mac, not adele, still a greet you to the other side

I just let em think I'm fine when I'm alone at night, I wanna cry
My lil' brother died, still see the pain inside my mama eyes
My big brother got shot up, I'm just so glad he's still here by my side
That's why every time I ride, that I keep the steel here by my side

Everywhere I go, gotta steel, never been a thief,
It don't take no bucks to dunk on a freak, never been to Greece
Never show no love to a thottie, learned that from the chief
Might be down right now, don't count me out, I learned that from the chiefs

If it's yours, don't leave it layin' around, I learned that from the thieves
You wanna make some bands, start with a plan, I learned that from the geeks
He might not really be your man, don't show your hand, I learned that from the streets
You gon' die, you try to fit in, just be different, look at Sandy Cheeks

I don't give a f*ck what none of these people think, I'm who I wanna be
In my city, niggas dyin', ain't even street, they kill the wannabe's
Don't get this shit confused, cause my name 3, it's only one of me
You misconstrued, cause she don't seem amused on where she wanna be

She like curry comin' round the screen, she wanna shout at 3
She act boujee on the net, but she a freak, ain't even take a week
Tryna get my pockets strong, trappin' everyday, ain't been off in some weeks
Gotta dedicate your time, this shit a grind, ain't fun or for the weak
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She ain't want me then, she want me now because I'm gettin' money
Started makin' funny money, then I realized shit ain't never funny
99 problems it's someone that's always wantin' some
Bra on his 99th bullet, I just seen him dump a hunned of em

Better hope he rebound, get pissed on, sound like Andre Drummond
Like a virgin nigga on his third stroke, boy, you know I'm comin
Like I'm up to bat and it's my second strike, I can't go for nothin
I don't even read the message on my phone, I know they wantin' some

When they tryna get what they want or what they need, they always askin' me
Get your funds together before you call and cop because this shit ain't cheap
You blowin' up my phone and got a dub, yeah, that's another fee
Buyin' bottles in the club, the pretty bitches get a shot on me

If I found her in the club, she not my type, ain't got a shot with me
I know her nigga trap, but ain't got motion, tell him shop with me
He can come and get a p, I hit his hoe, I might can make it cheap
She creepin' on the low and move discreet, think she keep it p

I can't let her find out where I sleep, layin' back the seat
Feel like Weezy Wee, self-defense, beatin' up the beat
Feel like Pat Riley, every single flow, they think I own the heat
Ain't no pat-downing when we at the door, we bringin' in the heat

I be pushin' peace, but don't tweak, I really keep a piece
When I start my run, it's gon' be better than Bron in the east
They wonder how a nigga sized like me such a f*ckin' beast
They wonder how I never write my songs, but so f*ckin' sweet

I just give my best shot off the dome, modern warfare 3
City small as Rust, hope somebody find us in the dust
It's like a nuketown, gotta blow by 2025
It ain't on the likely side, but all my skills keep my hope alive

Done seen soo many people die, I only hope that I can stay alive
Was always on my side, but now my grandma on the other side
Nigga, f*ck a river, plenty oceans for the tears I cried
Ever had to understand how your man became a homicide

Y'all grew up chillin' at the park, just thinkin' bout it make you wanna slide
Scared to give a bitch a heart because you think that every one is slime
Done f*cked plenty niggas' bitches, I'll be damn a nigga f*ck on mine
Bra got a mac, not adele, still a greet you to the other side

I just let em think I'm fine when I'm alone at night, I wanna cry
My lil' brother died, still see the pain inside my mama eyes
My big brother got shot up, I'm just so glad he's still here by my side
That's why every time I ride, that I keep the steel here by my side

Everywhere I go, gotta steel, never been a thief,
It don't take no bucks to dunk on a freak, never been to Greece
Never show no love to a thottie, learned that from the chief
Might be down right now, don't count me out, I learned that from the chiefs

If it's yours, don't leave it layin' around, I learned that from the thieves
You wanna make some bands, start with a plan, I learned that from the geeks
He might not really be your man, don't show your hand, I learned that from the streets
You gon' die, you try to fit in, just be different, look at Sandy Cheeks

I don't give a f*ck what none of these people think, I'm who I wanna be
In my city, niggas dyin', ain't even street, they kill the wannabe's
Don't get this shit confused, cause my name 3, it's only one of me
You misconstrued, cause she don't seem amused on where she wanna be

She like curry comin' round the screen, she wanna shout at 3
She act boujee on the net, but she a freak, ain't even take a week
Tryna get my pockets strong, trappin' everyday, ain't been off in some weeks
Gotta dedicate your time, this shit a grind, ain't fun or for the weak
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Writer: Samuel Simmons III
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Length: 2:53
Written by: Samuel Simmons III

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