K Camp - Who Am I lyrics

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Ft. Yo Gotti

(Intro: K Camp)

I ain't tryna impress nobody

Any nigga sayin' that they are the realest

Then who the hell am I?

(Hook: K Camp)

A lot of niggas sayin' that they are the realest

But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I?

Hear these niggas out here talkin' like they killers

The same ones who scared to put that on they life

I ain't tryna impress nobody

I ain't tryna stress nobody

I hear these niggas out here sayin' they the realest

But if ya are the realest, who the hell am I?

(Verse: K Camp)

Ya the type to count a nigga pockets

Ya the type that can't keep his word

I'm the type to go smoke a blunt

And if I'm high enough I might sip the syrup

Ya ain't reall who ya say ya is

Livin' life with that mask on when them hunger pains

I'll have a savage nigga runnin' in yo shit

With no mast on, and I'm past gone

Not fearin' nobody from God, I speak this shit from my heart

Bitches and money tear niggas apart

I been this way from the start

Long road but I learned quick

Ya the type to always run yo mouth

Always talk about it but neva earn shit

I'm on my bridge, neva burn shit

Next to Diddy Kenny Burns shit

If ya don't know ya betta learn quick

I hold my hundreds with a firm grip

Always busy like the West End

Word out I'm the best in

Made the money counter my best friend

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Yo Gotti)

I'm just gon' ride for my niggas

I'm down to die for my niggas

Put my niggas on game, how to cut up

These millions, anybody a hitta

Give them a mission and pistol

Becos' ya come up and holla

That don't make ya my nigga

How many niggas ya owe, how many niggas ya know

That was like bruva befo' then fell out 'bout a ho

If I knew my nigga was gettin' high

Then he couldn't buy it from me

Ya my lil nigga, lil nigga money no value to me

I took lil Keion out the hood and changed his life for real

Ask him when ya can post up on this hill and go to Beverly Hills

It's on ya if ya ain't 'bout that action, then why the fuck ya lie?

If ya the realest nigga, then who the fuck am I?

(Hook)

(Verse 3: K Camp)

I'm the type to put my niggas on

I'm the type that want to see ya rich

Ya the type to go blow yo check

Just for Instagram and a sneaky bitch

I'm the type to pull of the lot

Then look at yo then say ya can too

I can't wait for my nigga Bo

To bust down that block in a two door coupe

They go twelve higher than I eva been

Mambo hide that scale

Bitch I been a heavyweight

Ya niggas too frail

Ya might break my heart

But ya can't break this truth I tell

Real niggas do cry too

When my album drop I hope ya buy two

When it's all done I'ma die true

I said real niggas do try to

Hella naked bitches playin' Taboo

Done turned the mansion to a damn zoo

(Hook)