This is Me Lyrics

This my life story

Let's hop in this bitch

The rain steady pourin'

But I took a risk

That broke life shit borin'

So I gotta get rich

And my bitch foreign

So I don't want yo bitch

I'm on big boss shit, yeah

I'm not the motherfuckin manager

I puff on the blunt now I got no more stamina

Gas bag filled with za

Opp pack hit me with a right

Like is this kryptonite?

Where the fuck the hookah at?

Can't puff my blunt a fool for that

Mary Jane, just help a nigga relax

Mary Jane, make a nigga think this and that

Mary Jane, just help me ease my soul

Mary Jane, why I can't feel no more

Need a Mr. Krab chain, cause I want that gold

I ain't in the rap game for that fame

I'ma just stack up my cash can't be looking bummy

When I got enough, go back, go support the whole gang

Don't put me in your mentions, my demon get to trippin

Then Drake gon' get to spittin', the slider whip ain't tinted

I'ma keep chasin' these Benjamins, damn to anti, did it again

Damn to anti, Damn to anti, keep countin' digits

Fuck that shit, I been 2anti, niggas don't know what I've been through and shit

Fuck your opinion, I'm taking the trash out

I'ma keep rapping this shit, never finished

I'm from Atlanta, I'm born in the six

She keep suckin' in and out, she goin' in

I'ma get right with you, give me a minute, give me a minute

Jet pack on my fucking back, cause I'm smoking weed

Damn shawty got a fat ass, and I'm tryna see

Light my blunt, crossfade up, drinking Hennessy

I give credit to all of my dawgs that's how its supposed to be

Love is a fake ass word, give me a mill, might splurge

Sometimes I want you dead in the dirt, cause I just be thinking the worst

How can you not give me your trust, but you can just show me your worth

Yeah, I'm high as fuck, above the clouds, no longer on this earth

This my life story

Let's hop in this bitch

The rain steady pourin'

But I took a risk

That broke life shit borin'

So I gotta get rich

And my bitch foreign

So I don't want yo bitch

This my life story

Let's hop in this bitch

The rain steady pourin'

But I took a risk

That broke life shit borin'

So I gotta get rich

And my bitch foreign

So I don't want yo bitch

I'm on big boss shit, yeah

I'm not the motherfuckin manager

I puff on the blunt now i got no more stamina

Gas bag filled with za

Opp pack hit me with a right

Like is this kryptonite?

Where the fuck the hookah at?

Can't puff my blunt a fool for that

I just want a milli, I just want a hundred milli

I just want a hundred milli, I just want a hundred milli

Yeah, uh, uh

I ain't tryna hustle without that paper, give it up

Yeah, I'm stingy with this paper, cause I don't got enough

The shit that he say in his rap, I can't even add it up

The last nigga to play with my money bringin' them taxes up

This not paparazzi, uh, the glock flashin ya

Fuck a hater, I'm living my best life, I ain't mad at them

He want beef, we get him, yeah, he better pray to God

We don't end up with him, we don't end up near him

On God