My Name Lyrics

Yeah, it's cut nigga

Check, uh

I'm steady droppin' hot shit, so how they overlook me

Two tapes goin' on three, so I'ma gamble on me

Two whips, I just copped, so I can sell them for cheap

And I ain't waitin' on a deal, I want it waitin' on me

I do my own shows and run my own press

Birdman of my label, so tell me who you think know best

I seen a list and it pissed me off

Then I got to thinkin' I ain't done enough

Fuck luck, I'm a mercenary who don't give a fuck

Really, I ain't done enough, I can't be mad

Fuck rap, I'm tyin' cash in a grocery bag

I'm in the middle of the PJs, givin' out free game

It's funny how life work, I'm ballin' like D-Wade

Underdog, but still hear my name like, shit, he made

Pen match my name, I'm cutthroat

Switchblade, I'm frontline

I could care less if I don't get paid

I could care less if I don't get paid, nigga

Everytime i try to go right, It always go left, I was in a rollie

In the middle of the projects, givin' out free game

Hopefully we see change, fuck it in the end

I'ma make em know my name

Every time I try to go right, it always go left

I was in a rollie in the middle of the projects

Givin' out free game, hopefully we see change

Fuck it in the end, I'ma make em know my name

It's cut, nigga

My name is my name

My name is my name