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precise the vice - who am i lyrics

[intro: precise the vice]

[?] redo it
chyea uh yeeeup uh uh

now get up
now get out
and get at it
[2x]

saying i ain’t the realest n-gga you seeing
that’s a lie
saying i ain’t the illest n-gga that’s spitting
that’s a lie
saying i ain’t got the realest n-ggas with me
that’s a lie

aye aye aye aye

[verse 1: precise the vice]

now guess who’s back again
took that raping sh-t and threw some p-ssion in
n-ggas scared to get on tracks with him because he’s p-ssing them and laping them
askin which one of my bros got the package in?
see em in the club we showing love there ain’t no dapping them
salute sh-t
you know that troop sh-t
you know that stoop sh-t
that ask me what we do sh-t
n-gga we ball like blue chips
say who’s this n-gga that’s acting so wild and ruthless
man he think he too sl!ck truth is yes i do this
i’m hot sh-t
n-ggas talk sh-t and they get drop kicked
tryna make some logic out of what i view through optics
progress
all the non-sense will y’all please stop it
going mach 6 blowing toxic til i’m nauseous
aw sh-t they shouldn’tna never let a n-gga in
pulling strings like i’m gipetto
pedal to the metal then
feeling like i’m heaven-sent
tryna k!ll irrelevance
n-ggas playing and conniving while i’m screaming let me in

yea i’m flowing and the youngin goes and y’all will know it
i’m rolling the whip got no tint so y’all will notice
we blowing, blowing potent yea b-tch we smoking
i’m open but best believe that a young n-gga focused

saying i ain’t the realest n-gga that’s spitting
that’s a lie
saying i ain’t the illest n-gga in my city
that’s a lie
saying i ain’t got the realest n-ggas with me
that’s a lie
tell them pop that bottled up then when they ask me who am i

who am i
red or blue pill n-gga you decide
crusing by
in my monte carlo got my crew inside
foolish guys
yea these dudes are spies looking through judas eyes
suicide
if you run up my n-gga get crucified
lose my mind
i’m off my rocker b-tch
i don’t accept no offering
you know i’m on my bossin’ sh-t
rick rossin’ sh-t
f-ck officers
that b-tch yea she off of us because the crew is popping up
high as helicopters bruh
youngin feeling so popular
she’s off the nuts
so i told that ho to bend it over mane
all my n-ggas know the jane
we steady blowing doja mane
all my n-ggas soldiers mane
we gon keep our composure mane
make moves or move over
the mindstate of a bull-dozer mane
ho ho ho po’d up mane
doing all the sh-t so y’all will know the name
precise b-tch
i’m oh so nice b-tch
this is my life b-tch
steady fighting
and a youngin so enlightened
living wrong but righteous
history i’ll rewrite it

n-ggas playing and conniving while i’m screaming let me in
yea i’m flowing and the youngin goes and y’all will know it
i’m rolling the whip got no tint so y’all will notice
we blowing, blowing potent yea b-tch we smoking
i’m open but best believe that a young n-gga focused

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