I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
Whipping in that rt this the new durango
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
Had to say it three times cause I had to let you know
You ain't catching my fall imma get up on my own
No you can't say it's my fault when you did it on your own
No it's not my job gotta work it on your own
No you can't catch my fall cause I got really good balance
Hit up honcho we gone pour up a four inside a chalice
I'm so mentally disturbed I keep thinking bout malice
It's tragic
That's why I smoke that dope like it's a habit
Don't make me have to smoke em up I'll really turn em into ashes
Shawty gotta fat ass like ash kashes
Finna strike like a match bitch im lit up
Why is your mans on the ground he need a pick up
I ain't have a ride nigga I had to get picked up
My old homies had switched up
Now I got racks to go spin em up
Hope out the black truck get
Push up on em ain't solving no riddle
They be asking bout me better know who be with em
Make the wrong move we gone get rid of em
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
Rell 2 Hell - ANTHEM! Lyrics
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I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
Whipping in that rt this the new durango
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
Had to say it three times cause I had to let you know
You ain't catching my fall imma get up on my own
No you can't say it's my fault when you did it on your own
No it's not my job gotta work it on your own
No you can't catch my fall cause I got really good balance
Hit up honcho we gone pour up a four inside a chalice
I'm so mentally disturbed I keep thinking bout malice
It's tragic
That's why I smoke that dope like it's a habit
Don't make me have to smoke em up I'll really turn em into ashes
Shawty gotta fat ass like ash kashes
Finna strike like a match bitch im lit up
Why is your mans on the ground he need a pick up
I ain't have a ride nigga I had to get picked up
My old homies had switched up
Now I got racks to go spin em up
Hope out the black truck get
Push up on em ain't solving no riddle
They be asking bout me better know who be with em
Make the wrong move we gone get rid of em
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
Whipping in that rt this the new durango
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
All u niggas really weird yeah yall some strange hoes
Had to say it three times cause I had to let you know
You ain't catching my fall imma get up on my own
No you can't say it's my fault when you did it on your own
No it's not my job gotta work it on your own
No you can't catch my fall cause I got really good balance
Hit up honcho we gone pour up a four inside a chalice
I'm so mentally disturbed I keep thinking bout malice
It's tragic
That's why I smoke that dope like it's a habit
Don't make me have to smoke em up I'll really turn em into ashes
Shawty gotta fat ass like ash kashes
Finna strike like a match bitch im lit up
Why is your mans on the ground he need a pick up
I ain't have a ride nigga I had to get picked up
My old homies had switched up
Now I got racks to go spin em up
Hope out the black truck get
Push up on em ain't solving no riddle
They be asking bout me better know who be with em
Make the wrong move we gone get rid of em
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
He ah clone yeah he ah wannabe
He really not what he try to make it seem
All my clips maxed out ima let this bitch ring
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
I be who I wanna be
Writer: Tyrell Jones
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