Wanna Be Me lyrics

[Chorus: D Savage]
I know these lil' n*ggas wanna be me
Tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain't sh*t free
I wonder what it is when you see me
Rapping but I'm snapping, keep it lowkey
I sip- I sip Hi-Tech, not no Hennessy
Brand new Glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
Wish a- wish a n*gga would try to press me
I got some real n*ggas that'll kill for me

[Verse 1: Rocket Da Goon]
n*ggas wanna be like me (Like me, haha)
You know I keep the Glock in my jeans (I do, Glock in my jeans)
Got a whole pint, 16 (Lean, lean, lean, lean)
Bust a brick down with the team (Bust it down)
I'm from a wish a n*gga would (That what?)
Smoke a n*gga just like a wood
Death Row, just like Suge (Real science, ho)
Finessed the n*gga, hit him with a juug (Yes)
Front door, back door (Back door)
Swinging on a trap though, rob him for his bankroll (Rob)
Do what I say so (Do it)
Remix the brick and you know that's kero (b*tch)
Shoot him in face, case closed (Bang, case closed)
And I ain't going out sad
Riding around with an extra mag
pus*y n*gga trip, you know I'ma blast (On God)
[Chorus: D Savage]
I know these lil' n*ggas wanna be me
Tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain't sh*t free
I wonder what it is when you see me
Rapping but I'm snapping, keep it lowkey
I sip- I sip Hi-Tech, not no Hennessy
Brand new Glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
Wish a- wish a n*gga would try to press me
I got some real n*ggas that'll kill for me

[Verse 2: Chris King]
Hol' up
Do 'em ugly with the cannon
Cause my mama told me I'm handsome
I got that white like it's dandruff (White)
30 round clip in the hand gun (Brrat)
I'ma f*ck 'em up good, n*gga hands up (Hah)
Handle white rock like it's AND1 (Yeah)
I feel at home where you can't go (Hah)
You paying rent to the landlord (Hah)
My first quarter pound at 17
Make some plays in a AirBnB (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
And I came up from serving Meddelin
Drank too much lean to settle in (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
See I get too high, I feel energies
Can't hit my blunt with negativity (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
And all of your guys are b*tch to me
I'm willing to die by these .223's (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
[Chorus: D Savage]
I know these lil' n*ggas wanna be me
Tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain't sh*t free
I wonder what it is when you see me
Rapping but I'm snapping, keep it lowkey
I sip- I sip Hi-Tech, not no Hennessy
Brand new Glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
Wish a- wish a n*gga would try to press me
I got some real n*ggas that'll kill for me