MY IMAGE

two up two down
(hook)
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down

i got a motive, in this ford automobile
momma please just pray for me my heart be with the coldest
been thuggin mixed with my ego i meet the quota,
dirty soda whats in my sprite could cancel covid
i be whatever you call me, but dont call me bitch
call me michael myers, but im walking with a ruger kid
i dont like to smile, but your bitch she probably seen me grin
another year that i can sin pray to god before i begin
see honestly could diss you bitch,
but see i dont care farewell hope you get your bag because im so fair
bare-arms talking arp's this ain't no care bears
shocking like the wire and they raised that boy off well-fare
the bible say pick up your cross and walk with jesus,
and moses walked with sticks
so i got sticks for all deceivers
my mom she used to beat me for getting high she called it reefer
smoking with them niggas that use to tote illegal missiles nigga
(hook)
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down

went from breaking down four ways to missing court dates
the judge dont think i sell rap she probably think its propane
probably think a nigga jewish
the way i concentrate the bank
probably think a nigga stupid, but she dont know how i came
still ramen noodles but more classy with it
and dont approach me on no bullshit
unless you wanna know whats in my jacket nigga
probably still think im in my backyard taking acid
hanging around demons so when i talk im like a pastor
street preacher living bible verses on sativa
broke me to my lowest on top that mountain left me speechless
nights it left me cold changed my heart so what you seeing
is a nigga with no thoughts of dying soon im undefeated
when the world tried to slip from under my feet hit the back street
you try to pressure me to change how i eat bitch i end with a feast
thorough type nigga hit the street before the military
this ain't no bad place mr president but at night it get very scary
im wide awake cant go to sleep living me a bad dream
im pushing p i talk bout bitches that wanna bag me
she heard the name and know the story so she ask me
why you acting different so i guess i gotta tell her

(hook)
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down
i done fell into my image
im that nigga from that place
where they say two up two down
two up two down
written by gerrell porter