I'm Me
Ms. Day
GENRE
Intro
I mean I really don’t know what to say
I don’t even know what they want from me you know hahahaaaa
VERSE 1
I’m bad, Matter of fact I’m the champ
Without the lord by my side I’ll be green eggs and ham
Stuck in the pan, purposeless giving you spam
The world wanna be the judge I guess I’m back on the stand
I’m good, Gotta stick to the plan
I just pray and I grind hard, then repeat it again
You heard what I said, no time to be leeching with them
Had to find my own way Lord forgive all my sins
I put my pride to side
Got my eyes on the prize, foot on the pedal
Yelling out if you riding then lets slide
Homicide when I rhyme
Kill the beat every time the time
Pardon your honor
I’m a bomb em Tell me is that a crime
HOOK
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
VERSE 2
I’m real, ain’t no faking in me
What you see is what you get you don’t like it then leave
Throwing up the deuce signs I be keeping my peace
I ain’t living for the world, I be living for G
OD, not industry no I’m in The streets
With all due respect ain’t nobody harder than me
Eyes forward not the wayside guarding my feet
Had to examine myself And now my heart is on fleek
I do my own thang
I don’t care what they saying
I ride my own wave
Ima Fuego the haters chuck up the deuces
I just walked of the lot and copped that new thang
Got that in his name uh
HOOK
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
VERSE 3
I’m bold, I be repping His name
Jesus is Lord, and boy am I glad that he came
Couldn’t do it on my own so I had to switch lanes
Enduring the pain, you know that it pour when it rain
They say you showing off, heavy like bowling balls
Careful playing with her, that might knock you shoulders off
We in the last days something like Noah’s ark
And Where I’m from baby you know that it’s always dark
We on the sunny side, stacking that money high
But now we living by the spirit not what money buys
Rap like a mummy tied, not with the funny vibes
Sell your soul to gain the world now that’s a dummy prize
Its day, my light shine in the night
Went to the left to the left just so I could get right
The truth hurt so often they say that I ain’t polite
I’m just a realist the trillest I’m never minding the hype
I do my own thing
Still here like rogaine
Ignite the beat when I do it now that propane
Some think it’s profane
I just play no games
Called for this duty, for you to hop on this soul train, uhu
HOOK 2x’s
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in a milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
I mean I really don’t know what to say
I don’t even know what they want from me you know hahahaaaa
VERSE 1
I’m bad, Matter of fact I’m the champ
Without the lord by my side I’ll be green eggs and ham
Stuck in the pan, purposeless giving you spam
The world wanna be the judge I guess I’m back on the stand
I’m good, Gotta stick to the plan
I just pray and I grind hard, then repeat it again
You heard what I said, no time to be leeching with them
Had to find my own way Lord forgive all my sins
I put my pride to side
Got my eyes on the prize, foot on the pedal
Yelling out if you riding then lets slide
Homicide when I rhyme
Kill the beat every time the time
Pardon your honor
I’m a bomb em Tell me is that a crime
HOOK
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
VERSE 2
I’m real, ain’t no faking in me
What you see is what you get you don’t like it then leave
Throwing up the deuce signs I be keeping my peace
I ain’t living for the world, I be living for G
OD, not industry no I’m in The streets
With all due respect ain’t nobody harder than me
Eyes forward not the wayside guarding my feet
Had to examine myself And now my heart is on fleek
I do my own thang
I don’t care what they saying
I ride my own wave
Ima Fuego the haters chuck up the deuces
I just walked of the lot and copped that new thang
Got that in his name uh
HOOK
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
VERSE 3
I’m bold, I be repping His name
Jesus is Lord, and boy am I glad that he came
Couldn’t do it on my own so I had to switch lanes
Enduring the pain, you know that it pour when it rain
They say you showing off, heavy like bowling balls
Careful playing with her, that might knock you shoulders off
We in the last days something like Noah’s ark
And Where I’m from baby you know that it’s always dark
We on the sunny side, stacking that money high
But now we living by the spirit not what money buys
Rap like a mummy tied, not with the funny vibes
Sell your soul to gain the world now that’s a dummy prize
Its day, my light shine in the night
Went to the left to the left just so I could get right
The truth hurt so often they say that I ain’t polite
I’m just a realist the trillest I’m never minding the hype
I do my own thing
Still here like rogaine
Ignite the beat when I do it now that propane
Some think it’s profane
I just play no games
Called for this duty, for you to hop on this soul train, uhu
HOOK 2x’s
I’m pretty lil attitude
Oh so silly kinda savage too
Once in a milli get a bag or two
Live like money grow on trees cause I bare the fruit
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