Me Lyrics

Yea she pretty but I can't let that bitch feel like she got to me

You can put da whole clip in my head if you catch opps wit me

Changed my number, the feds tapped my phone, guess they been watching me

You either do this shit or not my nigga, ain't no probably

One thing about us, we gone find you, we in-front your property

She gone leave you and fuck wit me because you don't fuck her properly

I can't send no hit, his body dropping, sum' I gotta see

That fire in me now, it's burning up, can't get that out of me

I can't drop no bag, his body dropping, that's a sight to see

I heard you did that shit you did and that shit cannot rock wit me

If you my nigga, we split shit in fifty, I vow not to play it at all

Because niggas had left me, I had to go find me a way, I was stuck wit my back on the wall

I just need answers, for why I was put in this shit, I don't mean to be questioning God

And it's omertà, I won't never tell you about nothing I heard, nor seen or saw

I'm too solid for it

I stand for this mover shit, you blasphemous I gotta do it

I would never, up the gun on my nigga, if we got into it

But I know niggas, that dropped shells on they niggas because they got into it

Bitch I'm trying run a hundred up and put twenty in guns

I know I'm gone fuck the summer up, I just been stacking funds

Nigga caught a body, his opps talking, now he on a run

If we cannot find em, find his bitch, I bet she make him cum

If I put money on that nigga, I ain't do it right

Even though I'm sinning, my God got me, if I die tonight

I know I'm not living right, I pop millies, pour wok in sprite

I done went through death so many times, don't think I'm breathing right

She say that her pussy good then show me what you mean tonight

I fuck with tree but bro say it's too slow, he say he needing white

Yea she pretty but I can't let that bitch feel like she got to me

You can put da whole clip in my head if you catch opps wit me

Changed my number, the feds tapped my phone, guess they been watching me

You either do this shit or not my nigga, ain't no probably

One thing bout us, we gone find you, we in-front ya property

She gone leave you and fuck wit me because you don't fuck her properly

I can't send no hit, his body dropping, sum' I gotta see

That fire in me now, it's burning up, can't get that out of me