I'm That Guy Lyrics

I'm that motherfucking guy

If you saying otherwise

Then you need to check your eyes

While you bump this shit on hundred in your ride

Cloudy skies, rain or shine, they won't wonder whether I

Was moving' mountains in my prime

Ain't no question bout who I influence

Never say I'm gonna try and do it

Just say I'mma do it

Do that shit then move on to the next until the climate ruined

Love this shit until the day I die

Don't ask if I'm into it

If I meet my match then I'mma strike 'em with the lighter fluid

Feel like Mike Tyson mixed with Sugar Ray and Tyson Fury

Every battle that I ever have in life

I'm fighting through it

Bob and weave my way around the verses then I write hook

Lines on college ruled was like the ropes

I put my might into it

Knock you out your mind

So divine how I be writing to a

Motherfucking beat brought by Brasco in his mama's Buick

I been rhyming cool since ramen noodles as a college student

Sayin watch my shoes since Lil Tunechi took that spot from Boosie

Military blues so fly

That's how I flew my father's coop

And moved to LA

Showed them goofies how the Carolina's hooping

I stopped drinking wine and IPAs to finally find my groove

I lost 100 pounds

Now bitches asking me how I am doing

Broke my foot I didn't miss a step

I kept on striding through it

Christmas time return to home a skinny boy in walking boot

Got so much attention from these bitches

I ain't talkin to em

Not because I'm flexing

Cause I'm nervous

Being honest truly

I flew back to LA

Got introduced to all kinda groupies

Forgot about my injury, I started hooping, I was stupid

Tore my fucking ACL, that made it hell, but I endured it

Doctor said that I could ride a bike

I started grinding soon

I lost another 10 pounds

Safe to say I'm on the move

I'm 18 months sober at the time I made this song for you

But if I hit 230 I might drink again, go off the booze

Just a little celebration

Trust me I told Walter too

That's my old addiction counselor

Thinks it's an awesome move

He knows I wanna learn moderation and be responsible

Going to Atlanta doing shit I never thought I'd do

Every W I took was nothing I was taught in school

But now I'm feeling anxious with relationships

I'm talkin to a broad or two and every interaction feels impossible

But I just got another therapist so I can talk it through

I'll conquer that just how I did with all my other obstacles

A challenge or a problem don't exist that I can't solve

And truth be told a single minute in my shoes

Would probably slaughter you

The oceans that I've parted and the valleys that I've walked into

Would make an atheist lock his hands and pray to a god or two

So I'mma give y'all amnesty, one day only, call a truce

Cuz if you come at me I'll turn your home to Nagasaki 2

Somebody else'll rap over your verses that's the honest truth

I'm Oppenheimer with the opps and hy-

Turn up the volume Dru

I'm Oppenheimer with the opps and hymens

How I bomb the two

And y'all are crying in your songs and whining

I don't buy it you are talking awful mighty

All inside that melancholy booth

I'll turn your rhymes into some dots and hyphens on the island dude

SOS

Y'all would puke tryna take my style and use it

Vile and putrid every verse I ever spit was toxic fumes

I pay for all my beats and fuck 'em

So I say to all producers

If you wanna cop the Uno placement you're my prostitute

Y'all on the noose

I'm on the news for awful human contributions

Plans are never falling through

I got a new lease on life and saw it through

So y'all can stop the bullshit

Crossin me, a coffin's what you walk into

A lofted crucifix atop the tallest synagogue

Your noggin chopped in two

And nodding off while I have a ménage a trois

With a couple of prostitutes

And they never get holidays off except for the Hannukah brah

Cause they blowing my candle

What the fuck are you talking about

Ahh