You Got Me (feat. Lawren & Xay Hill)

Bruh Ive Been going since 89
I appreciate that you would take the time
You always told me I was out of line
But respect you get is when you give me
Mine

They thought I was joking im going in
Dont put me against them im gonnna win
Windy City a chicagoan, till the death, if you want it I got it

If I'm going for the lead I'm beat the brakes
off, I'm may-weather with hands can't just shake off
I ain't bending over for nothing this cannon he can't cough
I'm on given them hope To Break the Chains off

Derek already told me to take off
Forget what they say, they hate they ain't raw

You looking at the battle up ahead I ain't lost
His word word you can't coin or flip they can't toss

I doubted this for a long time
You had me waiting near the phone lines
To walk through the doors of opportunities
You always told me I should own mine
It was never right or the wrong time
Had me waiting near the phone lines
Should I pick up the riiiiiiiing
Frodo baggins with the phone line

Now I First I had to get their attention
And then I had to get my respect
For a long time they ain't care to listen
I got a - head now I'm gunning for the neck

Switch back, home team like Bron, king
Now I gotta shoot like Kobe
I got pull in ya city, my lawd
Haters wanna see me weak, like a slow leak

I'm in this to win this it's competition
Use to want it so bad I had intervention,
I'm not hurting for fame or for getting mentioned,
Im just whipping the bass, you can check the kitchen

Had me trippen all night with it
Distorted vision Lost sight with it
The lord he had to get right with me
Broke me down and put life in me

Aye tell me but really what they know
I made it I ain't got a bankroll
I go where the spirit may say go
And put all of my partners on payroll

Yeen even gotta rep the set
I put in work till my death
I won't beg for your help
I'm taking shots till none left

Ohhh Yeah
You Got Me, You Got Me
I swear You Got Me.
You Got Me
But That Won't Stop Me,
No Stopping
I ain't Stopping.
No Stopping
Woah
I Had To Run it Up
I Had To Run It Up
Saying Ohhh Yea
You Got Me
You Got Me
Woah

Don't got times for these haters they won't get a breathe
Won't get a step
I'm lying again
Seeing the enemy win
Seeing a friend of me win
I guess I need more competition
This my kind of composition
Rappers be like politicians
They lying I got no pot to piss in
I'm pissed so i go to God on my knees
Don't trip, I could see a fraud with ease
I'm tripping out, I got a triple now
Feeling like quentin, feeling like quitting
But that was last week for doc hit my line
Doubt hit my line like, uh
I got no time, I got no skill
I got no talent, I gotta pay the bills
They wishing me ill, not wishing me well
They think that'll fail, they think that I'm frail
I could see it in the eye
Jealousy is they demise
I been up for like 7 days
Dropped the slums and messed up the wave
You better die to your hating ways

Yea You Got Me
Thought You Had Me
This Where I Begin
I've Been Fighting in the trenches
Tryna be the Man
If I Was Down They said
I Never Would Come Up Again
So I Had To Get The Back and
Show Them Who I Am
Woah
I Had To Run it Up
I Had To Run It Up
Saying Ohhh Yea
You Got Me You Got Me
Woah