Me
You ain't a friend of me, but you ain't my enemy
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit
Did it, I never quit
Rapping, I'm off the liqs
Been chopping to all the kids
Wopping yo moms, and shit
My family my armor, and
Command and Conquer!
You cannot stop my thunder
Lightning strike yo umbrella!
Grew up like Malcolm In The Middle
Care too small, and my frame too little
Niggas playing games, but I don't do riddles
Niggas want fame, but they veins too brittle
Niggas want chains, but they cant pay bills
Bitches want change, but the cash done closed
Mama outta bands, and the clothes getting old
Do it for the dukes, cus I never seen the cold
(You ain't a friend of me, but you ain't my enemy
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit)
You ain't a friend of me, but you ain't my enemy
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit
Did it, I never quit
Rapping, I'm off the liqs
Been chopping to all the kids
Wopping yo moms, and shit
My family my armor, and
Command and Conquer!
You cannot stop my thunder
Lightning strike yo umbrella!
Grew up like Malcolm In The Middle
Care too small, and my frame too little
Niggas playing games, but I don't do riddles
Niggas want fame, but they veins too brittle
Niggas want chains, but they cant pay bills
Bitches want change, but the cash done closed
Mama outta bands, and the clothes getting old
Do it for the dukes, cus I never seen the cold
(You ain't a friend of me, but you ain't my enemy
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit)
You ain't a friend of me, but you ain't my enemy
You know the gas is free, when I got my friends with me
I'll make you a centerpiece
My blade did anatomy
My leg be cramping me; been chasing the bag, and shit
Credits
Writer(s): Jahzion Angus Neil
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