Make Another Me E

Not your average rapper that you really see. Catch me out traffic with a ratchet, extra Magazines. Hand cuffing on that bitch but she be Tryna leave. See that out in public, I can Tell she wanna fuck with me. Coffee cup up in my hand but that ain't Shit but lean. Spend a five up at the Store and they get shit but jeans. He addicted to the money, he gon' die a Fiend. Could've did the same but I'ma get this Shit by any means. Tryna teach niggas, they don't Even wanna think. Fuck beefing with 'em, pull up On 'em while sleep. Thirty pointers on 'em, my Diamonds average a KD. Shitting on my opps and them niggas thinking they Made And if they made me, tell them niggas Make another me. And then maybe, maybe say that Sentence couple times, nigga shady. And bitches I don't trust, I'm not a bitch. I keep that thing on my hip, it got Me walking with a swag in my you tryna Hold it down? I blow a bag on a Bitch. Oh, she thinking I'm a trick? I'm going bad on a bitch. Why you talking like that? 'Cause I be living like this. I'm good at putting shit back, I made that Off a miss. I been heavy in my bag And I been getting it in. I been cutting hoes off and saying never again. I been thankful for my losses, I been grateful For wins. I been shitting on the opps, let Me say that again. And they made me, tell them niggas make another Me. And then maybe, maybe say that sentence couple Times, nigga shady. And bitches I don't trust, I'm not a bitch. I keep that thing on My hip, it got me walking with a swag In my limp. just fuck all my opps, yeah, Fuck all them cops, yeah. Pull up on blocks, yeah, niggas won't stop dancing. When you do it self-made, it feel a little Different. Before rap, I hit the streets to make An honest living. I blew a hundred last month, Fuck penny pinching. Prolly save another hundred, Go buy me a Richard. These niggas faking, I see it, can't fit in My picture. The bitch think she irreplaceable, Swear I don't miss her. Tryna put the cup down, it's killing my liver. I mean it's killing my kidneys, I'm pulling up In a Bentley. And we was living so gritty, We tryna turn it to milli. They try to tell me I'm finished, I try To tell 'em not really. My shining on 'em And I over the fence with the family. I remember having to sleep up in the room With the mildew. Type of shit might break you, Type of shit might build you. Same shit'll get you rich, same shit that'll kill You. And if they made me, tell them niggas Make another me. And then maybe, maybe say that Sentence couple times, nigga shady. And bitches I don't trust, I'm not a bitch. I keep that thing on my hip, it got Me walking with a swag in my limp