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It must be me. That's how I know it's a hit, because J. White just produced it. It must Who else could it be? It It be me. Lookin' at the mirror like it must be me. Must. 'Cause everybody seein' somethin' that I don't See. I was drinkin' lean like my name was Pimp C. I gotta thank God that I never OD'd. Thank shoulda kept it clean and probably just Did weed. I thought it was a downer, But it must be speed. Remember my homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee. Dropped out in elementary, he still can't read. I sign an artist, if they get locked, They blame me. The On me to get the Pop, resort to plan B. Street. I thank the Lord, Vicky Jean didn't take The Plan B. Lord. She tried really hard, but she couldn't tame me. I had a good family with real good genes. But fuck makin' the team, we trap for brand-new Jeans. I don't fuck with what's-her-name, And yeah, they still green. I'd rather be heard nowadays than unseen. Ten-figure nigga, still might catch me in the Ghetto. My house so big, I can hear myself Echo. Hello? It must be me why my bitches Stay preggo. 'Cause I love the way she put This shit together like Legos. I was sellin' dope same time Crime Mob had Made stilettos. And niggas still can't get on my motherfuckin' Level. You just signed to 1017, They say you with the devil. The next chain I'ma get is a iced out Shovel. Me, me, me-me, me, me, me. Here Hit a lick for eighty P's, I wish It was eighty keys. In my van, we all keep guitars and we Rollin' eighty deep. No one shadier than me, no one get shiesty-er Than me. Get Heard the old sayin', "Apples, They don't fall far from the tree." Yeah, my left wrist is on freeze. Is it cold or is it me? Who is you ain't no Lil Gucci, man, your Ass a wannabe. A Heard them niggas play with you niggas, don't Ever play with me. In the streets, no one Is safe no more. No one, not even me. If you never took one for the team, you Can't get MVP. Judge and barter court date, it got me losin' Sleep. I seen niggas postin' niggas that they never Ever met. Where? But never post me and they know me from Up the street. What the fuck? I was sellin' dope same time Crime Mob had Made stilettos. And niggas still can't get on my Motherfuckin' level. You just signed to 1017, they say you with The devil. The next chain I'ma get is a Iced out shovel. It must be me. It must Just what I am. I can't change for you. 'Cause that's just the way it Must do.