Lyrics for Ch33ky - Who I Am
You say you got that work, but don't hustle
Want to be a buff boy, all muscle
When it comes to the crunch cuz, you're all buckle
Never take your own risks like a stunt double
I ain't even got time to waste, oh no
I'm just chasing them figures
But watch all of these drillers
Get bodied by a singing n***a
I grew up in the six eight
Momma working three jobs in six days
Just to pull up with a big steak on the dinner plate
And momma I want to repay you this way
And no more drama
Coming with the heat no lava
Yeah I made a promise to papa
Imma do this for my family and my brothers
Verse 1
I don't want to see my blood go broke
Same as my **** and
If I had it my way
I would make sure they're good
I made it here on my own
I came straight from the hood and
Now they trying to ride my wave
Yeah, I knew they would
I be kicking early in the morning
Man on a mission like in Utah
And I'm giving all of y'all a warning
Better kick back, better Woosa
Yeah they try to kick me on my way down
And now they trying to grab me on my way up
But I made a promise to papa
So I ain't got time for no haters
Hook
You say you got that work, but don't hustle
Want to be a buff boy, all muscle
When it comes to the crunch cuz, you're all buckle
Never take your own risks like a stunt double
I ain't even got time to waste, oh no
I'm just chasing them figures
But watch all of these drillers
Get bodied by a singing n***a
I grew up in the six eight
Momma working three jobs in six days
Just to pull up with a big steak on the dinner plate
And momma I want to repay you this way
And no more drama
Coming with the heat no lava
Yeah I made a promise to papa
Imma do this for my family and my brothers
Verse 2
Who's the competition
How they going to match me, I'm holy spirit, gifted
Let's be realistic, if it wasn't for the Lord and all his mercy
I wouldn't even be in this position
Remember when we kicked it
Then they turned to fake one's
I had to keep my distance
Stepped into maturity to gain a better wisdom
Still put to the vision
Cause I was sick as statistics
If I couldn't do better
Then be a victim in prison
Like who are they kidding
If I wasn't a church boy
I would be drilling
If my mom didn't work hard
I would be dealing
But now they trying to know
How I am and how I'm living
Bridge
Who I am, where I'm from
What I do
And I hope that they'll find out
What's my name, where I'm from
Who's my crew
And I know they'll find out
All this talk about killing and the drama
I ain't got no time for that
I got time just for stacking them dollars
Yeah I got some time for that
Yeah I got some time for that
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