U Like My Style

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm never holdin' back 'cause life, I like to live it Give me props on the style plus the high octave I give my thanks, yup, plus you used to come to all the shows To hear me rip it in the woods, you dug the style, I got the goods Couldn't figure out why you had to wait a bit Now it's my time, I hit you with the 4'11 shit You bit your tongue some odd years ago, now you're on my confidence Sensin' all along you love the way that I convince Time and time you love to hear a odd hook or two Said, "She was a looker but a tad bit badder" Sweat her never not needed, heed the words, I'm never, but you love me More 'cause I heard you dug my what? You dug my style [Verse 2] I never told a lie, might've twisted up the truth Yup, I speak towards the youth but rather anyone who's rockin' Beats are knockin' 'cause my man Walt hooked me up Lovely with the track backed up with the ill verses Common curses get my point across No, I never front on you, know I give you more and never give you less Got to do my best to let the stress not get to me I'm caught up in the rhythm of the ill funk I got a million odd ways to keep it lit Bitches talk big shit, man, they're beggin' for a lick Pick your pride up after I commence to knock you down Sounds are gettin' wide and the lyrics start to get open Yo, I never front and that's my word Got to keep your faith in me, like I said, I'll never let you down Sounds'll get you open, make you get buckwild Right now, I know I'm sure you like my style [Verse 3] I'd like to give my thanks to those who gave a hard way to go Even though I do my best to keep it real and rather humble And, no, I won't mumble when I flip it I rip it with the best, I turn the stress into positive energy I give my thanks to those who can't stand the thought of me See, you keep me pressed with intent to get better like "Never let her," or let me get too hype The mic just sounds much better with my dialect I hum along to a tune I conjured up in my head Said, "Follow me now," I do my best to keep it real Still you couldn't understand why I sounded quite nice Quite right like your livest male emcee I be 4'11 high, Ma', I see, you've been impressed I guess now you want to say you had my back all along Sing along to the song, I keep it on for like miles Don't front 'cause I know you dug my style