I Said Me

(álbum: Rap Or Go To The League - 2019)

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
(30, you a mothafucking fool, nigga)
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles (Yeah) and warm woolen mittens
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got plenty of this shit
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
I got plenty in my bag, I got plenty in my holster
Plenty of ammo
These are a few of my favorite things
Big long like... you know what I'm saying, but I'm really
My kids be listening to my shit, now, I be having to dumb that shit down, yeah

Yeah, my daughter asked me what a drug dealer was
I said me, uh
When the lawyer asked me what a fucking killer was
I said me, uh
When the bitch asked me what a real nigga was
I said me, haha, yeah
Overseas in a yacht, they asking who it was
I said me

I get high if it's the right amount (Yeah)
I get a buzz checking my account (Alright)
I get tipsy eating red pussy (Tell 'em)
I stay dripping 'cause the feds looking (Tru)
Teriyaki on my portobello
So many rides at the house look like a fender bender
Slept on the futon, I know hard remember (Lord)
I ain't have no work done like Kendall Jenner
Got my first plug around 19
Saw someone shot when they should have been fighting
Yeah, I'm on the top, icing
Maybach truck, enticing
Something prestigious, precisely
Looking within just to sightsee
I see you looking sharp, lightning
My past is really dark, frightening

Yeah, yeah, my daughter asked me what a drug dealer was
I said me, uh
When the lawyer asked me what a fucking killer was
I said me, uh
When the bitch asked me what a real nigga was
I said me, haha, yeah
Overseas in a yacht, they asking who it was
I said me

I just lost my count counting blessings
12th grade I got locked up for possession
I tried to call God, but he ain't answer (Hello)
Sent me to voicemail, he pressed cancel (Damn)
Load the AR for temper tantrums (Yeah, yeah)
A round hit a A&R, damn, son (Yeah, yeah)
She know she is a snack like concession (Snack)
I used to sell crack out the detention (I did)
Had a MAC-11 at Burger King
Me and Steph gon' turn this to a murder scene (Bow-bow, bow)
Talking no beef, no pork and bean (Nah)
Serve you Young Dro, make your shoulder lean
Morphine dreams in the ER (ER)
Got her a BBL down in DR (DR)
This shit here real as hell, no VR
When the light bill up and down like a seesaw

Uh, yeah, yeah, my daughter asked me what a drug dealer was
I said me, uh
When the lawyer asked me what a fucking killer was
I said me, uh (Raindrops, roses)
When the bitch asked me what a real nigga was
I said me, haha, yeah (Raindrops, roses)
Overseas in a yacht, they asking who it was
I said me

Think I was born with trap in my system (Was I?)
'Cause I was raised around the packs and the pistols (Bow)
On her knees so long she tore her meniscus (Wow)
Been a long road, check the distance (Road)
Rest in peace, tats the initials
Put it in black and white like officials
Dope cases messing up hoop dreams
All you know is get money is the routine
(Raindrops, roses)
Used to want birds like Larry (Swish)
Used to keep the white like Barry (Ayy, raindrops, roses)
It was my oblige like Mary (Blige)
Had the J's at the end like Terrance
Vibing on the terrace with some red wine
I be getting started 'round bed time (Tru)
It's either fed time or it's state time
If you don't make time, better take time