Me & My Ego

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$amaad - Rap, In English

Me & My Ego

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[Intro] Alien Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah (Nah for real) Larry Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah come on Yeah, aye [Verse 1] Live for myself like it's Rest in Peace the old me (Old me) Live for my ego and the stories that it told me (Told me) She know Drama, hell naw she don't know me (She don't know me) Bitch I been had the swag back in '03 ('03) I was left out in that street, I had cold feet (I had cold feet) Some of my niggas done some served them eighth's, niggas sold lean Shorty tweakin', man that bitch done popped the whole thing Yeah, play with us they get to singing like Beyoncé Sing it like it's Keysha (Like it's Keysha) Sippin' on some Dussé Bitch I got my feet up (Bitch I got my feet) I might rock a shell toe But it's not Adidas (Not Adidas) Where was niggas at when we needed 'em to feed us (Feed us) When we needed bitches why they ain't need us (They ain't need us) Now we going up, all them niggas wanna be us (Just wanna be us) Now we at the top, all them bitches they could see us How the fuck you say you love me, how I know you mean that? (What the fuck) How the fuck you dying bout that bitch, I'm just gone lean back (What the fuck) Lil' nigga keep talking bout all them opps, lil' nigga that's all rap How the fuck you say you sent them shots, lil' nigga that's all cap [Chorus] My daddy think I'm selling drugs, well I might be, it's likely Niggas do they drugs like a hype beast (Like a hype beast) Bad bitches with me look like Kendall and Kylie Every bitch I'm with I got a dime piece (Dime piece) I think I want that Richard Millie for my time piece (Time piece) I gotta get that Rollie first it cost a nine piece (Cost a nine piece) You can't be a broke nigga tryna sign me Just to get me in a room and talk I need five Gs (Nah for real) [Verse 2] Fuck that chain, fuck that watch, fuck that contract (Contract) I get high, we come in contact, you catching contact, yeah Whole Lotta Racks, I might get you a contract (For real) That hoe done made you lose your mind, nigga go get yo mind back Pull up in a Benz, I might push up in a Tesla (Tesla) Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser (Dresser) She be acting like she lonely, she a thot who gon' tell him? (Tell him) Damn, who gon' tell him? [Chorus] My daddy think I'm selling drugs, well I might be, it's likely Niggas do they drugs like a hype beast (Like a hype beast) Bad bitches with me look like Kendall and Kylie Every bitch I'm with I got a dime piece (Dime piece) I think I want that Richard Millie for my time piece (Time piece) I gotta get that Rollie first it cost a nine piece (Cost a nine piece) You can't be a broke nigga tryna sign me Just to get me in a room and talk I need five Gs (Nah for real) [Outro] Fuck that contract Yeah yeah Nah for real

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