Precise the Vice - Who Am I [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[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 nigga you seeing
That's a lie
Saying I ain't the illest nigga that's spitting
That's a lie
Saying I ain't got the realest niggas with me
That's a lie

Aye Aye Aye Aye

[Verse 1: Precise the Vice]

Now guess who's back again
Took that raping shit and threw some passion in
Niggas scared to get on tracks with him because he's passing 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 shit
You know that troop shit
You know that STOOP shit
That ask me what we do shit
Nigga we ball like blue chips
Say who's this nigga that's acting so wild and ruthless
Man he think he too slick truth is yes I do this
I'm hot shit
Niggas talk shit 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 shit they shouldn'tna never let a nigga in
Pulling strings like I'm Gipetto
Pedal to the metal then
Feeling like I'm heaven-sent
Tryna kill irrelevance
Niggas 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 bitch we smoking
I'm open but best believe that a young nigga focused

Saying I ain't the realest nigga that's spitting
That's a lie
Saying I ain't the illest nigga in my city
That's a lie
Saying I ain't got the realest niggas 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 nigga 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 nigga get crucified
Lose my mind
I'm off my rocker bitch
I don't accept no offering
You know I'm on my bossin' shit
Rick Rossin' shit
Fuck officers
That bitch 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 niggas know the Jane
We steady blowing Doja mane
All my niggas 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 shit so y'all will know the name
Precise bitch
I'm oh so nice bitch
This is my life bitch
Steady fighting
And a youngin so enlightened
Living wrong but righteous
History I'll rewrite it

Niggas 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 bitch we smoking
I'm open but best believe that a young nigga focused

Saying I ain't the realest nigga that's spitting
That's a lie
Saying I ain't the illest nigga in my city
That's a lie
Saying I ain't got the realest niggas with me
That's a lie
Tell them pop that Bottled Up then when they ask me Who Am I
Who Am I