Alter Ego 2 lyrics
by CEO Trayle
[Verse]
I hate sayin' this type of sh*t to us (Sayin' what?)
I hate sayin' that we be lookin' like a b*tch because (n*gga, what?)
I keep sayin' that we might need go kick a door or somethin' (I said no)
I keep tellin' you just 'cause we get money don't need nothin'
I keep tellin' you the same sh*t, n*gga (What you said?)
I can give a f*ck about who gun bigger (My gun bigger)
I can give a f*ck who don't like who long as my son richer
Nobody around, I'm the only one gon' shoot, better go get some n*ggas
n*gga, that make two of us and I'm the only one I trust
n*gga must think you Superman, them seven shots ain't teach you nothin'
Yo, what you sayin'?
n*gga, you ain't call no blitz ever since that— stunt
And you ain't evеn catch him, somebody else had did it
And so what? n*gga, you ain't еven do sh*t neither
sh*t, I had wanted to do it, you wanted to be a rapper
Yeah, you let lil' bruh catch you loafin', I had wanted to smoke him
You said I can't do that sh*t in the open
And you can't, the f*ck you smokin'?
You ain't gon' f*ck this up, we chosen
Wait until we one step closest
n*gga, you know my background pokin'
You let that rap sh*t change your focus
n*gga, I'm focused, I'ma let this money stack up
Uh, n*gga won't talk sh*t then
They think he ain't got no backup
He got hit, heard he got back up
I don't give a f*ck, that sh*t don't matter
Ayy, b*tch-ass n*gga want Drake status
Keep on takin' me off the block
pus*y-ass n*gga, you keep on sayin' let security hold the Glock
Yeah, you like that Carti so much, pus*y, you must don't want your watch
Keep tryna get us locked up, watch
n*gga know this street sh*t all I got
You know these chopsticks all I know
And them Percocets took my girlfriend's spot
And you finna have to let all that sh*t go
n*gga, I'm gettin' serious with you
How you gon' get your money if you can't go?
n*gga, f*ck that money, know 4 not broke
n*gga, f*ck you, n*gga, I want some more
You ain't livin' like none of this sh*t you sayin'
But that's what I got you for
They say you a gangster, right?
Hate when we talk, you like a ho
Still get the business done, you just act like sh*t so cool
Tryna pop out and make friends, 'member we used to rob 'em too?
n*gga keep on sayin' we robbed them folks, n*gga, you know that was you
That ain't got sh*t to do with the CEO, I was makin' business moves
pus*y, this hard as my tape, pus*y, it's my time of year too
You need me when you outside, won't let nobody near you
f*ck that, n*gga, I got security
Just gotta make sure a n*gga gon' shoot
The ones you have not labeled, pus*y
That ain't got sh*t to do with you
f*ck you mean, it don't? It do
Ain't usin' your f*ckin' brain, it's cool
Explain
A n*gga say somethin' to you, that mean he sayin' somethin' to me too
Okay?
And I'm gon' wanna shoot
You can't
Can't tell me what to do
I can, n*gga, I will, n*gga, I'm doin' it, do what you gon' do
You must got this sh*t confused
Tryna get in my way, you lose
I ain't got sh*t to prove
n*gga, my opps dead and yours is too
Act like you can't get opps that's new
I'm somewhere n*ggas can't come to
You act like you ain't no regular n*gga
I ain't, that's what I'm tryna tell you
I know you shellshocked, b*tch, but everybody ain't no enemy
Uh, n*ggas tryna get money with us
Whenever we do, n*ggas start to envy me
I done gave n*ggas all the sympathy
Uh, that's true, but the win right 'round the corner
n*gga, let me come 'round the corner with the Drac'
n*gga, you come 'round the corner with a hundred
That's what I got you for, I take sh*t and wrap sh*t up
You rap 'bout it and take us up
Act like you ain't been legit before
n*gga, you wan' be a criminal, how you expect to win?
I been winnin' so far
That's the bare minimum, n*gga, I'm talkin' M's
n*gga always talkin' that money sh*t, what 'bout respect?
Respect the M's
I get that car, respect the rims
I'm in New York, respect the Timbs
Just talkin' dumb sh*t
Where my haters at? I can't even see 'em (True)
Hold up, I'll be right back, that money call again