Me, Myself & I

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If this shit gets sticky, nigga, it's you gon' slide
When my nigga KJ broke heart that you died
If a nigga speak on you, guarantee he gon' fly
But you know you don't got chills cause your phone stay dry
Baby, I love you, I cannot lie
Last nigga slid on us, boy, I merged that he died
Young nigga charged into the gang so I cannot cry
If you want some power, please hit my phone, come and buy
Got it all on my own, me, myself, and I
When I did my damn bit, it was me, myself, and I
Got it all on my brother, but me, myself, and I
I like this shit, so I cannot drive
If you play with brother, send his ass to slug
You ain't talk about no paper, I'ma hit you with a shrug
Man, this three shit get deep, real life bomb a thug
All I really fucking need is my granny hug
Cause me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
I don't need nobody on my side
I ain't gotta ask my brothers if they down to ride
New bands every week, I know you wanna let us lie
Rap videos, we with the camera crew every night
Even if my brother's wrong, girl, right, I won't never change
I rock the same damn jersey, I won't never trade on it
M.O.B., we the mob, man, it's money over bitches
M.O.B., we the mob, I'm a man, a big boss
I'ma strike like I rock Adidas
Real tempur-pedic, but be clutchin', I'ma hit it
I'm a cool nigga, it's just me, myself, and I
Rest in peace to them pussy ass niggas, they gon' die
My bitches mean, they ain't nice
I could double up the price
Tell me who was there for me when I was down on my ass
Everybody come around, they see a nigga getting cash
Boss nigga, I've been living lavish
I'm 21, but I'm a fucker like a savage
These niggas, they ain't having, these bitches just be capping
We went past these niggas, hell yeah, we overlapping
Get the grams, I bag it, make profit, then I'm stashing
My niggas front line, but I can get it out the back end
Boy, I've been living in my own damn world
Been trying to stay away from these deceiving ass girls
This love shit fake if you can't tell me what you seeing
We high in the air, man, I feel just like a B&B
My niggas like John Cena, hell no, I ain't no CNN
While these niggas trying to test me like I'm a damn DMV
All that lame shit, I don't partake
Heartburn broke so many times, man, I got a heartache
Only hang with real niggas, you won't catch me with no fakes
All that I worry about is that God done judged
Jesus, He gave me what I've been looking for
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
This is me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I

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