Me lyrics

I'm just doing me
I'm just doing me
I'm just doing- (Yeah)
I'm just doing me

[Verse]
Run a opp down, make him run out of breath
Talking down, its a ticket to death
b*tch, I got 100 racks, on my deads
We on gang boy on god boy, yall next
7.62, bullets hit through his neck
We in L.A, we cooling with stars
b*tch I been balling, I'm getting my reps
Yall little n*ggas too easy to guard
I just been sipping my rank up
Whole another bread ain't talking about Bank Of-
When you go up they gon' hate ya
f*ck this distribution, I went major
Different color diamonds, Power Rangers
Said she wanna f*ck me because I'm famous
Told that hoe that, "I ain't even famous"
Swear to god this little hoe really brainless
I droppеd out of school, because I made еnough to make this music sh*t my occupation
When this .30 turn little bro to angel, thats gon' have a doctor with another patient
When I pop out, f*ck [?]
Better duck when we put through the avenue, you might get popped all my n*ggas dangerous
n*gga get your bag up
I f*ck with a bad hoe
Yeah, they used to joke and they used to laugh, now we got them racks up
b*tch, I'm not a rapper
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Said these n*gga real, most these n*ggas fake
Yeah, they got it backwards
I'm just doing me
(Yep, uh, yep) I'm just doing- (Uh)
Yeah, I'm putting on for my team
(Uh, yeah) I'm really doing sh*t, n*ggas dreams
(Yeah, yeah) I'm just doing me