I'm Me

[Intro]

Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches

Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches

Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches

Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches

Gold presidential for the gold digging bitches

Bouncing on the bands she like I'm fuckin' hitting switches

[Verse 1]

I pull up like what the business

Fuck you niggas feelings

Puffing dro and paper stacking money to the ceiling

I been balling for a year or two

I don't think I'm going back

Walk up in the club

And make them bitches have a ho attack

Or should I say a heart attacking go into cardiac

I'm gon' let her ride but she ain't fucking then she walking back

You niggas be talking that

Same shit I'm living though

Faded like I'm Michael Jordan

But I'm Scottie Pippen though

Different state

Different place

End up with a different ho

Niggas hating in the hood

I ain't even tripping though

I be walking through my city like a fucking king

I'm in these streets

Just ask around I do my fucking thing

Yeah I been eating since they let me out the fucking bin

Nobody told me this the shit that all this money bring

[Chorus]

You know the team, it's MMG

Rookie of the year, I'm MVP

I'm gettin' paper, it's M.O.B

She asked me who I think I am, I told her bitch I'm me

I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me

I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me

My niggas is balling, you niggas is hating

Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making

I tell her bitch I'm me

[Verse 2]

I get that work out my face

I put that shit on my man

I give it straight to Omelly he selling 30 a gram

I put them b's on your team

And they gon' murder your man

Black and white maro looking like the hamburglar

Damn I got bars

Outer space I'm on mars

I forever do my thing

Pull strings, guitar

Before I had a deal I was a fuckin hood star

And I ain't chewing cause my goon is riding like a good car

I'm the topic of discussion

Waka bitch I'm bustin

Rollie face blue

Like I'm cripping on em cousin

Nigga you ain't got it you just looking like you stunting

I was there, you called my man and you was looking for an onion, lame

We on the same road but it's a different lane

And all you niggas telling like it's a different game

In the district, pointing pictures, giving names

They shoot at us, we kill em all and we get the blame

[Chorus]

You know the team, it's MMG

Rookie of the year, I'm MVP

I'm gettin' paper, it's M.O.B

She asked me who I think I am, I told her bitch I'm me

I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me

I tell her bitch I'm me, bitch I'm me

My niggas is balling, you niggas is hating

Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making

I tell her bitch I'm me

[Outro: DJ Drama]

Your best DJ Drama interpretation

Is only going to get you what I've already done, be yourself