Only Me!

I'm feelin' right (feelin' right)
Lookin' to my left (to my left)
Like hella sprite
Might just wock it there
We pop out on sight (yuh, yah)
We the biggest pair
I know she gettin' tight and she think we unaware

Nah, I see it, baby
Like why you mad? Why you sad, baby?
Is it that the cash make you mad baby

Can you tell me if it's "Rags to the bags" baby (bags, baby)
Outta' time baby
Had a lot to say what you wanted to me (to me)
If I really like ya imma spend crazy
But you runnin' outta time, been on my grind lately (been on my grind lately)

It's only me
I've been on a roll, ain't no problem I can't see
They ask me "How you grow?", damn near talkin' to a tree
And I don't even know, but they're tryna get like me

Buy you something, gotta pay me back, it's not an option (no)
Niggas really think they want some problems, they just talkin' (stop)
Run the money up, go to work, I'm slidin' to the office (cha-ching)
You tryna get some money too? I'll tell you what your job is (job is)

Gotta pay me back, that's facts (that's facts)
16, makin' these stacks (these stacks)
Slide to the crib, get in the room, I'm workin' on these tracks (these tracks)
I'll put you right in your place, nigga, better the way you act (better watch it)
I'm one of a kind, this talent of mine you can't just reenact (act)

Take the paper right to the shredder
If I ain't good, you ain't any better
Right on my neck, my favorite letter
Me and Malachi, we fly together (fly)

Ice on my neck and ears, this shit feelin' so cold, I might change the weather (bling, bling)
The seats is black in the Tesla, get comfortable 'cause it's all leather (vegan)

I'm feelin' right (feelin' right)
Lookin' to my left (to my left)
Like hella sprite
Might just wock it there
We pop out on sight (yuh, yah)
We the biggest pair
I know she gettin' tight and she think we unaware (unaware)



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Writer(s): Chris Garrison
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