Y.M.E.

I dont fuck around with feelings
Wont let you waste your time (Time)
Been out here for a minute tryna catch a vibe
Got a call from mona lisa
Think imma decline
But she's stuck up
She needs a, nigga around 9
Tell a bish that she can fuck off
Wassup
I need some reason
We call the plug up
I need some reefer
Need a road to run on
I aint sticking to the script
Compare myself to no other, im as real as i can get

Now lemme back track
Hit it, barehand on that fat ass
Smash it
Like a mad man, im a bad ass flexin
Like i stack abs
How i rap that (Reckless)
Got you riding with me like im really that impressive
Get all of my niggas in the business
We'll be legends
Came up out the dirt, know you heard that we be savage
And girl, you the baddest
I mean it
Ill drip you up like dishes eventho you is the cleanest

Take outs and get aways
Make out on saturdays
Don't act like nothing new
Pretend like its a holiday
Ill take the hate away
Ill take your pain away
Ill get you comfortable
Make sure that you gone stay okey
With me

Cus they say
But dont know
They wont know anything
And they say
But dont know
You're my everything

Im at the end of my rope
Forgot my wings
Im falling through the air and i broke off all the strings
Im feeling caught up sippin my liqour
Keep rolling up paper planes
My vision tripping, get lifted
I think bout changing my ways

Cus they say
But dont know
They wont know anything
And they say
But dont know
You're my everything

Now lemme back track
Hit it, barehand on that fat ass
Smash it
Like a mad man, im a bad ass flexin
Like i stack abs
How i rap that (Reckless)
Got you riding with me like im really that impressive

They say
But dont know
They wont know anything
They say
But dont know
You're my everything



Credits
Writer(s): Rico Ambrosio
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