For Me

I remember when these niggas wasn't feeling me
Same niggas that wasn't in the field wit me
Man I gotta get a check get a deal for me
Yeah, This shit ain't a joke ain't a drill to me
Gotta do it for my momma she believe in me
Gotta go and get the bag leave the keys for me
Those who hatin keep on waitin for a piece of me
Ima leavem ina stretcher livin peacefully

In a puddle full of pain, ain't a shame of my game, got this feeling in my body and I can't stop
Got me swervin through the lane, got this thought up in my brain
I just dropped another thousand on my wrist watch
Once I make it ima park it on the side and niggas crowded all around, got it lookin like a pit stop
I just bought Belenciagas and the box came with some napkins
And seller told me caution too much drip drop

That's beside the point, im not high, roll another joint
Niggas be annoying how they say that they gon flip a coin
I'm just tryna make it I don't fake it like I pulled a groin
I was askin them and now these niggas askin me to join

EASY, gotta make it look easy
Smile for the camera ima make it look cheesy
People want a picture cuz I'm fresher then a kiwi
I'm really bout this rappin shit you niggas don't believe me

Bring it back let it run again
Once these niggas hear me they gon have to go and tell a friend
I don't dress for you I dress for me and then I set a trend
What is that you smokin on? I heard you got another pen

Oooooh, bitch you got me in my grove
Ima make a hit like every time I'm in the booth
Niggas hit me up and they said that shit soundin smooth
I could make a milli off of working 1 to 2

Oh we boys? Huh, You ain't spend a day wit me
Wasn't in that gym so, you ain't gettin paid wit me
Now I got the flame I remember when they was flamin me
I'm done playin games now I'm glad I kept the game receipt

That's reality, lotta niggas gon get mad at me
I'll be glad to see, all my niggas livin happily
Life is gon be life, it has a nigga like "what's happening?"
Could make it any second like a home run when the batter swing

What? Fuck around and talk crazy
Bumpin to the beat I'm on the highway doin 80
Do this for my momma I just want her a Mercedes
I know that she believe in me cuz she the one who made me

I remember when these niggas wasn't feeling me
Same niggas that wasn't in the field wit me
Man I gotta get a check get a deal for me
Yeah, This shit ain't a joke ain't a drill to me
Gotta do it for my momma she believe in me
Gotta go and get the bag leave the keys for me
Those who hatin keep on waitin for a piece of me
Ima leavem ina stretcher livin peacefully, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Ejiogu
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