Didn't I
Ells, cue the sample
Don't rush it nigga, just sing that shit
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
Jag gon' pull up at the drums, on the bass line whatever
Yeah, tell Translee pull up like around like, like nine o'clock
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, check, didn't I grow up?
Didn't I put the pen down and gave y'all the notebook like Noah?
Didn't I show up with my tank on empty?
Waited to blow up, look at the way y'all envy shit
Didn't I help everybody I had around me?
Man in the mirror, kept lookin' for him but hadn't found me
Was drowning but didn't I learn to swim? I listened to my pops
Taught my son what I learned from him, it worked for him
And didn't I listen to Aquemini?
I skipped Big Boi verse just to get to Andre
Then later realized, I should've let the whole song play
Didn't I hustle on the road all day? You was at home always
Didn't I drop so fast? Didn't I record?
All the way turnt up for Roscoe Dash
Didn't I have to say it like that?
Didn't I borrow ten thou' from H and paid it right back?
Myself was down and out but he helped without a doubt
And I was that much short and it helped me buy a house, ugh
Didn't I hang on? Didn't I have Jacquees
John John Da Don, and Migos on the same song?
And 21 others, yeah I did did it
Didn't I kill Sway In The Morning for six minutes?
Didn't I do a song with Premier like-
Didn't I? Yeah, I did, ugh, I did, yeah, I did
Yo Sy this remind me of Mariachi days
If you know, you know (Yeah)
Didn't I give 'em "Lost in the Sauce" but they still lost?
Gave the game free, I already had squared the cost
Didn't I make Hollypark sign me while I was working?
I was rappin' truth while Atlanta was swag surfin'
Didn't I give you culture before it was for the culture
Before you could see the vultures, I mean
Someone gotta die right? To see the vultures
That mean culture dead
So go ahead and put your boy face up on the sculpture head
Didn't I give you black? Didn't I give you facts? (Ugh)
Didn't I never slip especially on wax? (Nope)
Didn't I make T.I.P double back to 'Bama after Dough died
Just keepin' the spotlight on that road tied (Grandma)
I got 'em squintin' they eyes, you see my soul shine
In this over ten years, you know the whole nine
Ain't gotta dig it for long, they see I'm goldmine
I see them try the school thing 'til it was pole time
I see them try the pole thing 'til it was fuck time
And then I show up on time like black lunch time
Huh? Didn't I? I did
You know Sy I got you anytime you hit me, bro, like you
You know?
The world respect his sparring partner, you feel me?
Yeah, didn't I? I could've sworn I had reached-
Higher than what any critic of me would think
Elephant in the room nobody wants to see
Hate to say it's me but it's me
I can't help, I'm top five of all time
Oh my fault, I gotta die before I get my shine
Blog sites got the rough draft saved
"Alleged ghostwriter Quentin Miller passed away"
"L, L" Q.M tweets, interviews on how dope I used to be
I see, that's how they want me going out
But fuck what they talkin' about, I know I'll figure it out
Focus on what's within, no lookin' out
Real recognize real, I know the vouch
Get your ass out the house
You got another 24, make it count (Haha, aight)
Didn't I? I did
Don't rush it nigga, just sing that shit
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
Jag gon' pull up at the drums, on the bass line whatever
Yeah, tell Translee pull up like around like, like nine o'clock
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, check, didn't I grow up?
Didn't I put the pen down and gave y'all the notebook like Noah?
Didn't I show up with my tank on empty?
Waited to blow up, look at the way y'all envy shit
Didn't I help everybody I had around me?
Man in the mirror, kept lookin' for him but hadn't found me
Was drowning but didn't I learn to swim? I listened to my pops
Taught my son what I learned from him, it worked for him
And didn't I listen to Aquemini?
I skipped Big Boi verse just to get to Andre
Then later realized, I should've let the whole song play
Didn't I hustle on the road all day? You was at home always
Didn't I drop so fast? Didn't I record?
All the way turnt up for Roscoe Dash
Didn't I have to say it like that?
Didn't I borrow ten thou' from H and paid it right back?
Myself was down and out but he helped without a doubt
And I was that much short and it helped me buy a house, ugh
Didn't I hang on? Didn't I have Jacquees
John John Da Don, and Migos on the same song?
And 21 others, yeah I did did it
Didn't I kill Sway In The Morning for six minutes?
Didn't I do a song with Premier like-
Didn't I? Yeah, I did, ugh, I did, yeah, I did
Yo Sy this remind me of Mariachi days
If you know, you know (Yeah)
Didn't I give 'em "Lost in the Sauce" but they still lost?
Gave the game free, I already had squared the cost
Didn't I make Hollypark sign me while I was working?
I was rappin' truth while Atlanta was swag surfin'
Didn't I give you culture before it was for the culture
Before you could see the vultures, I mean
Someone gotta die right? To see the vultures
That mean culture dead
So go ahead and put your boy face up on the sculpture head
Didn't I give you black? Didn't I give you facts? (Ugh)
Didn't I never slip especially on wax? (Nope)
Didn't I make T.I.P double back to 'Bama after Dough died
Just keepin' the spotlight on that road tied (Grandma)
I got 'em squintin' they eyes, you see my soul shine
In this over ten years, you know the whole nine
Ain't gotta dig it for long, they see I'm goldmine
I see them try the school thing 'til it was pole time
I see them try the pole thing 'til it was fuck time
And then I show up on time like black lunch time
Huh? Didn't I? I did
You know Sy I got you anytime you hit me, bro, like you
You know?
The world respect his sparring partner, you feel me?
Yeah, didn't I? I could've sworn I had reached-
Higher than what any critic of me would think
Elephant in the room nobody wants to see
Hate to say it's me but it's me
I can't help, I'm top five of all time
Oh my fault, I gotta die before I get my shine
Blog sites got the rough draft saved
"Alleged ghostwriter Quentin Miller passed away"
"L, L" Q.M tweets, interviews on how dope I used to be
I see, that's how they want me going out
But fuck what they talkin' about, I know I'll figure it out
Focus on what's within, no lookin' out
Real recognize real, I know the vouch
Get your ass out the house
You got another 24, make it count (Haha, aight)
Didn't I? I did
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