Me

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Me, I got my own back
 I'm the CEO, CFO, account manager, and security
 Who the only one you trust? (me)
 CEO, so who I'm signed to? (me)
 When I got beef, man, who I run to? (me)
 She live with you, but why she riding with (me)?
 Bags of kush, who my weed man? (me)
 PTs, BTs, man, who my lean man? (me)
 So much jewelry, I got a million on (me)
 Versace down, these hoes keep kissing on (me)
 Yellow diamonds, dripping, pissing, say I rap explicit
 In the kitchen whipping, doing the dishes, I'm my own assistance
 I hit a lick so low cuffed on myself, then I took me to Lenox
 If you ain't getting no money with me then what you doing with me?
 Me, me, I only think of me
 Hoes say that I'm conceited cause it ain't a "we"
 I book the club and do the show, chop up the bag with me
 I cop the dope, then front the dope, then me come shop with me
 On the TV watching me, in a Bentley listening to me
 I'm my own stylist, I'm dressing me; I'm my own goon, I'm shooting for me
 I'm so turnt I'm jocking me, you hating on me and I'm hating on me
 Watching you watching me, and she cheating on you and she cheating on me
 Me, me
 Mimi, Mimi, me, yeah the bitch name Mimi, me
 Fucking and sucking me, but I know the bitch running game on me
 And she put the thang on me, why you put the blame on me?
 That's a shame on me, and her credit card on E, car on E
 So, yeah, she put her mouth on me
 Put it on freeze is a mini disease
 Powerful me, can you do it for me?
 Shopping for you like I'm shopping for me
 Like I'm trapping for you but I'm trapping for me
 Boss of a nigga but working for me
 Struggle for you but she cuddle for me
 Boss of my label, I'm rapping for me
 And where would I be if it wasn't for me?
 Tony Montana Six wasn't for me
 Wasn't for you and she wasn't for me
 Don't leave it to beaver, man, leave it to me
 Looking at me and I'm jam of the week
 Riding through the through with the top in the teeth
 Gucci Gambino, who talking to me?
 Baby Latino, she fine in some jeans
 Gucci bilingual, I'm talking to ti
 I got lean by the PT, but I'm serving me
 And they should name me De-me-trius cause all I think about is me
 MTV, that's Me TV
 HOV, but I'm ridin' just me
 One deep chilling in this damn RV
 With a touchdown, I'm a front this shit to me
 Give it to me, leave it to me
 You screaming, "Why did it happen to me?"
 Your girlfriend squirting and spitting on me
 I guess baby girl happy to see me
 Got a trapping disease, smoking disease
 Them hustlers ain't welcome? I'm happy to leave
 Your uncle and brother be coping for me
 10 bales of the weed in they family trees
 Snitch of the force, say you got it from me
 Average go broke it won't happen to me
 Don't got jumper but putting up the numbers
 So much cash I need another machine
 Rappers are fake, Gucci a G
 Who am I featuring? I'm featuring me
 Don't need a real manager, managing me
 Manage the dope and the we's and the lean
 Who the only one you trust? (me)
 CEO, so who I'm signed to? (me)
 When I got beef, man, who I run to? (me)
 She live with you, but why she riding with (me)?
 Bags of kush; who my weed man? (me)
 Pts, BTs, man, who my lean man? (me)
 So much jewelry, I got a million on (me)
 Versace down, these hoes keep kissing on (me)
 

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Duration
04:37
Key
9
Tempo
132 BPM

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