[Lyric] WHO AM I (DO7)

[INTRO]
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[Verse 1: Mireku]
Low key dont mean i don't scheme
Back on this wave cos no one hard as me
Bib asking me when you go drop some heat
But i wan stack em bands ???
Krom ay3 shi
Boys here dey rush
Flexing on gram
When some really ain't shit
Dressed like a gameboy nobe the biss
What's in your pocket my guy are you rich?
I heard a couple of em i couldn't listen twice
When i hear the hype i keep wondering why
All fun aside your nigga nobe tight
You keep gassing him he be your friend that's why
Ayy, Ayy please tell em get out the way (Ayy)
Make these rappers get paid (Ayy)
Dabia y3ka nsu muntie (Ayy)
Let's all call a spade a spade
If dem nogo talk me atalk ma guy
Dem never know now way you know ma guy
I never do plenty for the clout ma guy
Cos some twitter RT go chop ma guy(hmm)
That's how it goes
Cos ain't nobody here with these flows
Yh small time we go blow
Small time yh you know
Yh i mixed the ziggys with the bass am a bad influence
But am wave in your ear
Never had a stash
Never had no cash
So i ain't living in the past
I done heard em chat a whole lotta shit
When they lowkey just wan ride on this dick
Remind you hoes don't they all try to be slick
Cos i know jay is gon pull up with a stick
[Chorus: Mireku]
My homie asked me when we getting paid
Told him no shake charle we for base
Tema charle these streets enobi safe
People wan test you like everyday
Everyday
My homie asked me when we getting paid
Tell him no shake charle we for base
Tema charle these streets enobi safe
People wan test you like everyday
Everyday

[Verse 2: DO7]
Am the illest dope spitter (woah)
Always wake up when i fall a no quitter (facts)
Undermine the bars then i pull the trigger
Take so many shots that'll burst the liver
Mr Steal the show with no ski mask (that's right)
Still got em heat in the food flask (woah)
Mr put every beat in the casket (fast)
Never really talk cos my bars is the loudest (always)
97 when a beast was unleashed
Since then brought em fire feeling like a beast (6)
Never really bout the paper do this shit for the feeling
Truant y'all motherfuckers can't school me
Am not the angel that i used to be (no)
So think twice next time before you try to pree
Make sure you a 'borg before you tryna reach
In my lane spitting bars, man am trying to preach,am tryna preach
Always stayed real never once pretend
Wrote bars for a nigga now he tryna send (why)
Now they hate cos a nigga to fly for em
Might get me a cockpit too fly em
Dedication never change tho
On the track am still Usain Bolt
Seven
Triple 6

[Chorus: Mireku]
My homie asked me when we getting paid
Told him no shake charle we for base
Tema charle these streets enobi safe
People wan test you like everyday
Everyday
My homie asked me when we getting paid
Tell him no shake charle we for base
Tema charle these streets enobi safe
People wan test you like everyday
Everyday