Me, Myself & I

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