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I Am Who I Am


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Niggas wanna hate yeah
'Cause they cannot be the mans yeah
Chase like I'm the man yeah
They all went golden like the rent yeah
Could give a fuck about a two cents
Or the money that I do spend (money)
Virginia Black with the ice that's the new blend
Like I'm 'bout to start a new trend

Ah man ah man
Put that work by the fan
Keep the hammer in my hand
Ah man ah man
I got different plans
Used to pull up with the pints
Now I pull up with the Benz

Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I got bitches on my Gram, yeah (got bitches!)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man
So they all want to pretend now
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)

Got a night pack on back
And a Mac on my back
Left 'em dead got 'em whacked, hollow tips on the strap
Them mans talking to the feds, so we know you niggas rats
I'ma stack up on racks, double up on the packs

They don't wanna see me pop star
They gon' see me cop the drop down
And she don't wanna see me pop now
They don't wanna see me pop

Ah man ah man
Put that work by the fan
Keep the hammer in my hand
Ah man ah man
I got different plans
Used to pull up with the pints
Now I pull up with the Benz

Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I got bitches on my Gram, yeah (got bitches!)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man
So they all want to pretend now
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)

If you come tour my block, that might be your last stop
I got the drop on your stash spot
Take you for ya tings ain't no long talk

Ah man ah man
Put that work by the fan
Keep the hammer in my hand
Ah man ah man
I got different plans
Used to pull up with the pints
Now I pull up with the Benz

Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I got bitches on my Gram, yeah (got bitches!)
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)
I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm the man, I'm the man
So they all want to pretend now
Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah)


Writer/s: Travis Savoury