Is it just me..? Lyrics

Can I be honest for a second

I think it's strange how

All these Niggas

Just dance in they room

Grab a Canon Rebel

Hit record

Act a buffoon

Lose my pride for the paper

Nah It couldn't be me

It aint just that you get it

But How you get it is key

Who am I to judge

If it's to be it's to be

He a goofy you a goofy

And ya mans make it three

Bitch niggas

Trips bunch

A play we all hate to see

Gross they actin for the net

Hopin stock will increase

What a Crash out

Flash dance on live

Like what is that bout

Vague threats in ya captions

He took the sad route

Dry snitchin on twitter

Got em x'd out

I really don't want no beef

Except a cash cow

Plant my steak in the game

Get to cookin this shit until I pass out

Aw yeah

Full plates on these platinum plaques

Just to demonstrate

How we eat off this music and

Never hesitate

To keep it realer than single mamas on section 8

That kept they baby in AAU Focused out the way

That let that dad be a dad

He taught his boy the way

To hustle grind for the dream

And do it everyday

Can't hook like Kareem

But he could fadeaway

He showed him elegant things

And cultivated taste

Desire not for the win

But for the legacy

That keep you so locked in

They can't separate

A real man from the mission

Chile I was destined to get it

Got the wisdom like Thoth

Rhyme like Nas it was written

Run through problems like Fred Taylor

Knock me off my pivot?

Life hit harder than RC

And I'm still never trippin

Like a stripper at crazy Girls

I'm in pole position

Next verse finna lap ya'll

Fans know who gon win it

Never question the top spot

Yea you know who gon get it

They ain't spittin like this

So I'm restoring the feelin