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I Am
West Coast Rap
I Am was released on February 13, 2026 by Dreda Dre as a part of the album AAndre 1 - EP
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Release DateFebruary 13, 2026
LabelDreda Dre
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dreda Dre
Dreda Dre
Vocals
Spyda Meng
Spyda Meng
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Jerome Dennis
Andre Jerome Dennis
Composer
Andre Tyson
Andre Tyson
Songwriter
Karate Kix
Karate Kix
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spyda Meng
Spyda Meng
Producer
Mario "Syantis" Lawrence
Mario "Syantis" Lawrence
Mastering Engineer
3@rl Jr
3@rl Jr
Mixing Engineer
Karate Kix
Karate Kix
Co-Producer

Lyrics

A little different than average probably
But robbery on my records gonna wreck this and I can't let go
If I'd have known where I was going maybe would've went home
But now I'm lost in the show, center stage front row
Feeling cold as a ghost when my roach goes out
Now can you hear the horror, feel my aura, see me coming
Looking like a skeleton dying in the hell I'm in
More than morbid, Maury wouldn't televise my kind of life
My cypher like vagina tight, you didn't stay away
Blood is on the battlefield, scars is just a guarantee
Not concerned with where I die, Cali's where they'll bury me
Hey bury me a G, set me free to a beat
Like Pac and let it rock while my casket drop
I am, I can, I will
Holla for the dollar bill
I won't be broke no more
No I'ma go get paid
I am, I can, I will
Holla for the dollar bill
I won't be broke no more
No I'ma go get paid
I am
Looking at this blank page, trying to think of something
Sick of fire in my case, time to drink something
Lost in the liquor now, can't control
Whole life's on a rope so don't choke
'Cause this is it, don't talk no shit, we 'bout to get that money on
Money hungry motherfuckers know just what I'm speaking on
We beating on the door 'til the hinges hit the floor
We came for war and we ain't leaving 'til somebody get it on
Let 'em know, Ghost Coast ain't big on jokes
I blow smoke, cats choke when my dogs come 'round
We move pounds and hold it down, now how that sound?
I'm back in town 'til you drown from my flow like whoa
I'm Santa Claus cold 'cause my style's North Pole
You'll never know where I'll go 'til I've already been
I'm under your skin, clawing out the monster within
A man with a pen, they ask me if I'm planning to win and
I am, I can, I will
Holla for the dollar bill
I won't be broke no more
No I'ma go get paid
I am, I can, I will
Holla for the dollar bill
I won't be broke no more
No I'ma go get paid
I am
Written by: Andre Jerome Dennis, Andre Tyson
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