Like Me

Like me

Wish I could go back to times at grandma house in summer

Didn't care about what i became just long as i didn't be a runner

Would've never thought I would grow up and put my faith in a burner

I tote for protection can't let a nigga come put me under

If they bleed like me then i shouldn't have no fear in my heart

NM8 Baby know we locked in been that from the start

I got that Glock on me full of red tips it's ready to spark

Pull up with racks on me you know i'm stacking I been grinding hard

This for all of the young ones who trying to get out the jungle

Stay out the way go get that money don't put stress on your mama