Who Am I

uh huh santana i like that man

ba da buda

thats hot

who am i
who am i
i think a man shuld neva neva cry(u think niggaz dont cry man)
we do yea man
i gotta get my thoughts 2getha man
i b thinkin alot man light up a blunt
i b lyin sumtimes to but its like
yoo
the time is now my grind is here shit my body is focused my mind in gear lets started im movin @ n instopable pace i managed to reach top of the race b4 it started damn
cold hearted man rip apart ur man for the green dolla play whereeva my target stand holla shoot and move from whereeva my targets land damn shit i c ghosts when i sleep its real i gotta wake up juz to kno i was sleep holdin the heat cold sweat all in my sheets thats why i paint the most vividest pictures for my niggaz my bitches n the same position i live in no oil in hot water juz bolin hot water shit cookin coke to the oil in hot water shit but who am i man
i cry to man wat the fuck is wrong wit yall

((chorus))
who am i who am i i think a man shuld neva eva cry
repeat

((talk about real shit so fuck wit me but atleast most of the time we do talk bout sum bull shit to man ya kno))

yo i live the live of a loner with a rigeous pastoner but still sell crack rite on the corner my life consists of a big puzzle thats mixed up big bucks big drugs if i get caught then its big cuffs big bail n get tough i get out shit wat shit sucked damn i need to find anotherr road to follow 1 thats new and strong not old n hallow oo as i hold this bottle n smoke this refferr i listen to sum old alyiah i sayy ((this shit is crazy man))n a tear comes trembellin down if u aint seen a man cry well u witnessin it now shit this aint game from the heart this is pain from the heart this is for u damn came from the heart so who am i

((choruss))

u kno whoz seen me cry the most my motherr mann
she watched me cry alot man yea i cryed a whole lot round moms too

yo yo mammii i juz want u to kno im in love wit u so if u wasnt here id b in luv wit ur soul my angel mamii id die faithful juz knowin sum1 wuld try to vialate u i slidd eights u a side of ur face u squeez n rip aside a part of ur face u id take the slug eat a bullet id swallow the gun shit u gotta kno im ur son damn this type of luv can only come from ur son hold up mammii im twisted im drunk listen come on man listen to me damn talk to me once again man but its more than the liquer n me shit i got to get it 2getha i was fallin off with drunkk words n sober thoughts so im still speakin the truth n wat im still speakin is tru this is ur youngest son speakin to u mamii talk to me mamii
i told u i luv that

((chorus))

id done spoke to u all enoughh man
i think now u kno why we cry
game cut this shit off