I’m Me lyrics

[Intro]
Gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
Bouncing on the bands she like I'm f*ckin' hitting switches
Gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
Bouncing on the bands she like I'm f*ckin' hitting switches
Gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
Bouncing on the bands she like I'm f*ckin' hitting switches

[Verse 1]
I pull up like what the business
f*ck you n*ggas 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 b*tches have a ho attack
Or should I say a heart attacking go into cardiac
I'm gon' let her ride but she ain't f*cking then she walking back
You n*ggas be talking that
Same sh*t 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
n*ggas hating in the hood
I ain't even tripping though
I be walking through my city like a f*cking king
I'm in these streets
Just ask around I do my f*cking thing
Yeah I been eating since they let me out the f*cking bin
Nobody told me this the sh*t 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 b*tch I'm me
I tell her b*tch I'm me, b*tch I'm me
I tell her b*tch I'm me, b*tch I'm me
My n*ggas is balling, you n*ggas is hating
Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making
I tell her b*tch I'm me

[Verse 2]
I get that work out my face
I put that sh*t 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 f*ckin hood star
And I ain't chewing cause my goon is riding like a good car
I'm the topic of discussion
Waka b*tch I'm bustin
Rollie face blue
Like I'm cripping on em cousin
n*gga 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 n*ggas 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 b*tch I'm me
I tell her b*tch I'm me, b*tch I'm me
I tell her b*tch I'm me, b*tch I'm me
My n*ggas is balling, you n*ggas is hating
Cameras everywhere I go, a movie in the making
I tell her b*tch I'm me

[Outro: DJ Drama]
Your best DJ Drama interpretation
Is only going to get you what I've already done, be yourself