Wit Me Lyrics

Got my people with me

It's gone be murder scene so baby please don't tempt me

And if we come up making 60 bet I leave wit 50

Ill pull this mf till it click it's empty

Then my woodie get to spraying til they clips are empty

Mane I gotta kill em and I gotta show em no pitty

I'm making real music while people sum call it litty

Step out the box and I show my emotion

I dropped the black magic cause I got the poison

When I wrote verse it made me reminisce

Rappers taking shots I put em on a list

At the top alone I don't need company

Make sure your prepared before come for me

All the hate you give is for my motivation

Take you out the process of elimination

They know I'm the man who has no limitations

Smoke a nigga then I put him in rotation

Please give me a min I'm too busy counting paper

I'm investigating in sum bully's n while purchasing sum acres

Pouring purple yellow activist I'm sippin lakers

Her face is like goddess body coming from Jamaica

Back when things was hood the was racing like a celebration

Music keep me calm self sufficient is meditation

Things don't really go the way you want or how you intended

But these da things that happen when tryna come up independent

I'm owning my material no flexing I'm not renting

I heard I was too emotional so I stop venting

Took me alil while but I finally got my mojo

No problem doing features but want beg I do it solo

Left hand get to whipping while the right hand steady serving

Criss cross apple sauce but this no kyrie Erving

Chilling never speeding you could say I'm always coasting

Niggas say dey like my music but I never see em post it

Can't tell me that dis song don't but you in the mind of ReUp

Stepping on my haters while I kick my fucking feet up

People know they dat Dey done crosses but you suppose to be okay wit it

All I ask is with my name please sir please ma'am don't play wit it