That's Me (feat. P Freezy)

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I Got It
High as hell up here
From the Bottom
I don't dwell down there
Go Climb a Tree
This My Life
I know God got Me
Top Shelf Only
I Got It
High as hell up here
From the Bottom
I don't dwell down there
Go Climb a Tree
This My Life
Can't Fuck with Me

Tell me What you Expect
Ain't no Telling from Me
Who know what I'll do Next
Show me where the Kush at
That's the type of air I need
I be in my own Bag
That's me

Another day accomplished
With or without accomplices
I'm a be honest
I don't believe in no Promises
Won't let you tarnish the legacy
Now who would dare
Seen where I started
Now Let the Real party begin
Stacking my dollars
Throw it all into the Cookie bag
Hungry for knowledge
And Information to get me Past
Incoming problems
Repercussions that come with this
Opportunities
Take them all by taking Risks
If you wanna Ball
It ain't Square to Save it all
If I would've Blew up young
I Wouldn't behave at all
I been having Fun with it
And I'm still the Kid
Your Baby Mama cool
But I want that Caprisun
In the Fridge ay
I'm destined to Win
I'm writing again
I been going In
For Breakfast
I Put up my Bread
Collect Dividends
We do what we say
Some won't comprehend
But that's all on them
Cause Others be saying
That We got it Next
Brace Yourself
Protect your Neck

Tell me What you Expect
Tell me what you expect
Ain't no Telling from Me
Ain't no telling from me
Who know what I'll do Next
Who know what I'll do next
Smoke the best weed
Show me where the Kush at
Show where the kush at
That's the type of air I need
That's the type of air I need
I be in my own Bag
I been in my own bag
That's Me

Blowing got my balloon popping
My options got me on top of it
Chronological events
Started all once the chronic hit
Pull apart the prophecy
Gotta be what the ganja did
Fill me up with knowledge
My consciousness
Never take a miss
What you expect from a young-in
Coming up out the sticks
Makin flips
I been in my bag
Ain't coming out for shit
I'll risk it all to put the fam
On top of golden Bricks
Ball until we filthy rich
And setting up my children kids
Get to them dividends
Who know what coming next up
Long as I run this check up
Everybody be blessed up
Why I gotta rest up
Promise you I'm a catch up
Really wish you the best luck
The cookie got me messed up
I know where the kush at
Look in my book bag
Show me where the roof at
I'm tryna puff that
Only smoke the best gas
I'm talking jet pack
That's me
You already knew that

Tell me What you Expect
Tell me what you expect
Ain't no Telling from Me
Ain't no telling from me
Who know what I'll do Next
Who know what I'll do next
Smoke the best weed
Show me where the Kush at
Show me where the kush at
That's the type of air I need
That's the type of air I need
I be in my own Bag
I been in my own bag
That's Me



Credits
Writer(s): Cristian Zavala
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