Ace Hood - Am I lyrics

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Ace Hood - Am I lyrics

[Dizzy] Am I the f**ing sh** Am I just what you need Am I the inspiration Am I just here to please Yeah I am (x8) Am I the best you know Am I holding it down Ain't I solely the only holder of this crown Yeah I am (x8) Am I stuck in a rut, no, I am never gutter ball Flows is prepared until golden like a bu*ter ball As for being like me, Never find another yall I am legend, A league that you ain't in at all Taking this up to new heights I swear I don't care if they stare, I kinda like that there I'm a young debonair pushing a whip visually impaired Due to all that purple sh** we've been putting in the air Am I Doin it so G, While keeping it low key I'm so environmental, Saving paper and growing trees You hear me doing TI saying you don't know me Try approaching me for sh** b**h You can blow me Am I Too f**ing smart Or just Somewhat retarded Either way, Dizzy always gonna finish what he started That's why I'm sticking with this, Hate my ambition if you wish Put your love into what you do, How could you not get rich? They like oh my god its Dizzy, Got Go Gettas who with me And ho's they in abundance, And so we getting busy Got Grizz up on the tables, Got G up in the booth Ace Hood pulling up outside new coupe Got Jay he in my section along with a selection I ain't talking bout rubbers when I say I got protection I am, up in the building I am, the one you feeling I am, so titillating your girl says I'm fulfilling Am I, crossing the line Am I, the one who made it Am I, sounding so fine Ain't you, the one who faded Ain't you, the mother f**er who said I wouldn't make it And yet I demonstrated how cities get dominated Ain't I, the one and only Ain't I, numero uno Didn't I make a come-up while moving weight like a sumo Ain't you, the one who curious Ain't you, checking on Dizzy And I'm, just letting know you're gonna wanna ride with me [Ace Hood] I am my brother's keeper you people sleeping on me though Hopping out of that beamer, with blood up under my sneakers Those are red bottoms don't do the Prada they're sick a gonorrhea Real you know the deal my safe is holding a mil Still repping the field I hang like Emmett Till f** alotta these hoes, my girl is with me still I am You n***as not Fresh off the block took my advance went and bought a drop Cuz I'm the sh** and you can smell it from a mile away Bow down mañana paper pounds Benjamin Franks Gotta get this money, f** them b**hes that just by the way I'm probably somewhere in your city n***a getting paid Cuz I am that n***a I am that boy, Am I f**ing your girl I had no choice, Her head game sick That p**y so moist, I hit them then I leave Tell them to send an invoice, yep Hood