Me
Who would've thought it'a been me
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
Look, this was never supposed to happen
Statistics put me in closed caskets
But my precision make you think that I was close range
Trust it was a long road, cut off
Had to cut off
Still I, did it all without road rage
Young king, meant to reign, royalty flowing through my veins
The saddest thing is to watch a king dig his own grave
I don't pity the fool
Plenty rules broken, now I'm in the mood
You can try me if you want
Got God, still carry tool
Stayed true, never worried 'bout a crew
I was focused on the fam and them funds I had to accrue
Now look, just when you thought you were king your crown shook
Groundbreaking without causing harm, they surprised I ain't caught a charge
Battle wounds, but gratitude only just because
Who would've thought it'a been me
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
Most prolly pictured my humble beginnings as a lose-lose situation
Doubt my wins cause I don't flash blue faces
And don't consider me the man with the plan cause I ain't rap "Blue Laces"
But the truth is I am
Don't chase clout, so I ain't poppin' on the Gram
Peace seeker, still a get it poppin' for the fam
I guess I am where I'm from
So southside
Jaw dropped, got their mouths wide
Wave comin', catch it now or at noontide
Choose wise
Either way, Boo ride right side for my woosa
Doubted me still they choose I
Chose to be the good guy
Took a shot in the dark, hit the bullseye
Kept it a whole hunnit, no change
Anyone say anything different is a bold-face-lie
But still
Who would've thought it'a been me
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
Look, this was never supposed to happen
Statistics put me in closed caskets
But my precision make you think that I was close range
Trust it was a long road, cut off
Had to cut off
Still I, did it all without road rage
Young king, meant to reign, royalty flowing through my veins
The saddest thing is to watch a king dig his own grave
I don't pity the fool
Plenty rules broken, now I'm in the mood
You can try me if you want
Got God, still carry tool
Stayed true, never worried 'bout a crew
I was focused on the fam and them funds I had to accrue
Now look, just when you thought you were king your crown shook
Groundbreaking without causing harm, they surprised I ain't caught a charge
Battle wounds, but gratitude only just because
Who would've thought it'a been me
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
Most prolly pictured my humble beginnings as a lose-lose situation
Doubt my wins cause I don't flash blue faces
And don't consider me the man with the plan cause I ain't rap "Blue Laces"
But the truth is I am
Don't chase clout, so I ain't poppin' on the Gram
Peace seeker, still a get it poppin' for the fam
I guess I am where I'm from
So southside
Jaw dropped, got their mouths wide
Wave comin', catch it now or at noontide
Choose wise
Either way, Boo ride right side for my woosa
Doubted me still they choose I
Chose to be the good guy
Took a shot in the dark, hit the bullseye
Kept it a whole hunnit, no change
Anyone say anything different is a bold-face-lie
But still
Who would've thought it'a been me
Mess around and turn into the man of the century
I can do the most don't tempt me
Now I'm known fake friends act friendly
Numbers changed, but I stayed a whole Benji
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
This was never supposed to been me
But look at where I am
Started from the bottom
Should be proud another successful black man
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Writer(s): William King
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