I’m My Own Man lyrics

[Intro: Slim 400]
What they saying?

[Chorus: Slim 400]
b*tch, I'm my own man
Never let another n*gga dictate me
Yeah, f*ck what they all saying
Another n*gga can’t walk in my shoes like me
(Larry makin' all the hits)
I know the streets don't love me, it’s heartless
Can't put no trust in a dog b*tch
I bet I just lit up this b*tch up in the darkness
Went from a nobody n*gga into a target
I feel like dogs in the pen (Hey)
Ain't gon' get money, just hanging with my rich friends (Hey)
A thin line when you thuggin', need some thick skin
Uh, hit your body with these bullets like it's pigskin

[Verse 1: Slim 400]
I keep some killers around me, I can't be off that
Yeah, I keep my b*tch in some Carti's, my diamonds Offset
Uh, I brought my pole in the party, I’m on these n*ggas heels
My n*ggas shrinking that pump just like a windmill
Yeah, b*tch, I’ll always be a lil' hustler
The rap game turned us into customers (Ayy)
b*tch, I’m a zombie, dummies dumpin' out the tundra (Ayy)
Squeezing at your body, serve a n*gga like a butler (Pew)
Blogging ass n*ggas, need Tumblrs
And your b*tch is my rider
And blood, my joggers Balmains
We gon' sock on your dog, leave his jaw like a mango
I never let n*ggas dictate my angles
Brought food to the table
Split bread like a bagel
I'm my own man
[Chorus: Slim 400]
b*tch, I’m my own man
Never let another n*gga dictate me
Yeah, f*ck what they all saying
Another n*gga can't walk in my shoes like me
I know the streets don't love me, it's heartless
Can't put no trust in a dog b*tch
I bet I just lit up this b*tch up in the darkness
Went from a nobody n*gga into a target
I feel like dogs in the pen (Hey)
Ain't gon' get money, just hanging with my rich friends (Hey)
A thin line when you thuggin', need some thick skin (Woo)
Uh, hit your body with these bullets like it's pigskin

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Ha, hold up, okay
Cut the sh*t, f*ck a opp, Slim been raw
Fought the penny, made a quarter, how I got on
Gang before block ties and I'm still here (Still here)
Pressing for pints, ho n*ggas, grab your swim gear
n*ggas throwin' sides and keep throwin' 'em but I'm brackin'
n*gga, I'm from the gang, caught a bullet, DeSean Jackson
Million dollar n*gga, b*tch, that's blear
Dump but I will ever double back if I don't like 'em
Ain't no bread up on your head, b*tch, I keep my money
Mobbed a n*gga, do it how I do it, yeah, I like it (Okay)
Out that pus*y, made a grown man
And y'all f*ckin' with the wrong man
A trophy, n*gga, I'm a trojan
[Chorus: Slim 400]
b*tch, I'm my own man
Never let another n*gga dictate me
Yeah, f*ck what they all saying
Another n*gga can't walk in my shoes like me
I know the streets don't love me, it's heartless
Can't put no trust in a dog b*tch
I bet I just lit up this b*tch up in the darkness
Went from a nobody n*gga into a target
I feel like dogs in the pen (Hey)
Ain't gon' get money, just hanging with my rich friends (Hey)
A thin line when you thuggin', need some thick skin (Woo)
Uh, hit your body with these bullets like it's pigskin, oh