TO BE ME ft. OG Greg Lyrics

Hell yea that's it

Gotta keep it real, bro, I gotta say something

Bout to take they ass to school, nigga, I'm the main subject

five plus five, bro, I'm ten toes in it

17n2da3rd from the Mecklenburg with it

Playing with some money, niggas flip birds with it

But it's legal than the mug, bruh, take my word with it

My brother told me I'm the motivation for the streets

Every nigga, want a family and a business like me

He told the whole pod what I do for a living

From inside, looking out boy them boys, say I'm winning

But it take a lot to be up in my spot

I ain't kidding gave up a hundred times in my mind

I be tripping, my brother countin' on me

A lot of people countin' on me

Man, I do this shit for them and the ones that's doubtin' on me

I'll be lying if I tell you that I always got the strength

I'll be lying if I tell you God don't want me to win

I be lying if I tell you I don't get advice from friends

You gon' need all the support you can get for this shit

All it take is balance, though

Bruh, I hope you hear me

Do too much of the wrong shit might fuck around and kill you

You don't need a lot of people, everybody ain't gon' feel you

It's a lonely ass road, but I'd rather touch a million

Less mouths you got around, less mouths you feed

You ain't gotta worry about niggas hollering what they need

Or suggestions how you should be when they can't even see

the bigger picture or the vision that you can only see

I make it look easy, but it really ain't

I got breath in my body, I'll never say I can't

God riding with me, only nigga in my tank

Ain't no pressure to a king, brody watch a king blank

I make it look easy, shit it might be

While you playing I got power and some artillery

In this spot for a reason, very fitting for a G

This what it's like to be me

Being a full-time father way harder than the streets

Dealing with them kids and their personalities

Yeah, I know yeah, I get it. It get tough mentally

That's why a lot of dads left me?

I can't up and leave

I can't think about myself

I'm tending to my legacy

I'm growing to the man that I knew that I could be

Having healed from the trauma that I got from the streets

When my son make me mad, he bring the shit up out of me

He gon' say, daddy mean

But daddy ain't perfect cause a dad I never seen

Glad God intervened when you never been led

Shit harder than it seems

Emotionally I'm still a kid

That never showed his feelings, always held the shit in

Now I gotta raise myself and raise my kid

I make it look easy, but it really ain't

I got breath in my body, I never say I can't

God riding with me, only nigga in my tank

Ain't no pressure to a king bro, they watch a king blank

I make it look easy, shit it might be

While you playing

I got power and some artillery

In this spot for a reason, very fitting for a G

This what it's like to be me