Lyrics Doodie Lo – Who You Are

Who You Are Lyrics – Doodie Lo

Singer: Doodie Lo
Title: Who You Are

(Now, it’s not magic, but it looks magical)
This ain’t even no lean, it’s cranberry juice
(DJ Bandz, oh, man)
Ayy

What the f#ck is wrong with me? I think my mind goin’ crazy
How you wanna snake me out? You don’t wanna see me make it
f#ck them n#gg#s that be hatin’, I know real Z’s, they Haitian
We eat golden rice, they say that I am what I eat

Put his #ss on a shirt, put his #ss in the dirt
n#gg#s dissin’ V. Roy, that’s really gon’ get ’em hurt
We was just up in the party, throwin’ bands at a show
Why that n#gg# talkin’ like he official? n#gg#s is soft as tissue

And them guns that you n#gg#s is postin’, I hope you brought ’em with you
f#ck it, kill all thеm n#gg#s, I ain’t gon’ argue with you
Caught him, had his daughter with him, get a pass, you a fathеr, n#gg#
They say, “Doodie, get you some security, you an artist, n#gg#”

I be movin’ militant, it’s gon’ be real hard to get me
Ain’t seen him a long time, f#ck, I’m on my wrong mind
Caught his #ss loafin’ with a b#tch, that was on time
They say, “Doodie, you don’t even know who you are now”

Gotta watch how I move ’cause I’m a star now
Never put my guards down
Sold dope, tar brown
I was sippin’ lot of syrup

Smoke dope, no Durk
Xanax, no Perc’
Studio, no shirt
Never claim your worth

Slime me out, it won’t work
Put a b#tch on you
Duck switch, don’t move
f#cked up, wrong dude

Boom, boom, f#ck dude (Bah, bah, bah)
Livin’ in this life of sin
All I wanna do is win
Pullin’ up with FNs, aim ’em at your damn lid

What’s up with your best friend? Heard that n#gg# turned pig
b#tch, you know that I’m the G.O.A.T
Stomp ’em out in some Gucci loafs
Step on sh#t, we Gucci, ho

I’m livin’ rich, not goin’ broke
Pull up in that foreign, ho
Livin’ like a D boy
Peanut butter seats, boy

From that block, we destroy
R.I.P. V. Roy
They say, “Doodie, you don’t even know who you are now”
Gotta watch how I move ’cause I’m a star now

Never put my guards down
Sold dope, tar brown
I was sippin’ lot of syrup
Smoke dope, no Durk

Xanax, no Perc’
Studio, no shirt
Never claim your worth
Slime me out, it won’t work

Put a b#tch on you
Duck switch, don’t move
f#cked up, wrong dude
Boom, boom, f#ck dude (b#tch)
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