Myself

Yeah that's, nigga yeah that's all me
You know you can call me
Never tripping, I'm slipping only to

Who am I?
M-a-t-t L-a-c-e-y
Never question answering, double why
I can ask why try
You gon see how high
I'm about to get
Sweating shops to my fiends like wi-fi
I'm bout to make you regret
And you won't ever forget
How I'm pushing this weight
Questioning if you're in debt
Respect is how we see it from my ends
Pushing it to drive
And you ain't got you a license
Chip chop rapper, I'mma figure it out
Once you figure it eighth
Go figure to doubt
Check the letters
Cause I'm dumbing it down
Too easy for me
'95 infinity too Steezy for me
R.I.P. but the spirits really feeling on me
Never pain, cause I'm rubbing it off
And I can throw it away but the ball too soft
It never hits



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Writer(s): Adolphus Lacey
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