Baby J 239 - Me Vs Me

(Uhuh)
It's my nigga birthday he just turned 33 (Uhuh)
FaceTiming on my iPhone he say come lurk the streets (Uhuh)
It's gon be a nigga close if a bitch murder me (Uhuh)
I'm complete with my old self me vs me (Uhuh)
Ain't in competition with nobody but me (Uhuh)
It's enough money for all us everybody can eat (Uhuh)
Street nigga baby I come straight out the streets (Uhuh)
She want me to settle down I gotta see (Uhuh)
It's a lot of promises that I gotta keep
You want me to keep on looking out but what about me
It's some animosity that I gotta keep
Choppa making music nigga I got a beat
It's a lot of blue faces I got out the streets
If it wasn't fa me and you baby now where would I be
Me and my nigga in the mud hollin dig a lil deep
We kick a door and stick em up just to get a lil cheese
Counting racks on them racks it feel good
Bouncing back when you was fucked up tell me how you do it
When yo face gator in the hood bitch you good
Lil homy rolled up all my fuckin weed in his wood
I should..
Make em get another zip yea I know he got it
We ain't poe ass niggas stop it we got money in all 4 pockets
Spread the hustle cross the country foreign money in my wallet
I got 6 avenues like Luca Brasi yea
Like I got 6 bricks put up like I'm poppy (Ungh)
I got my mask on and a stick but this ain't hockey yea
Come get ya tickets now it's me vs me just like it pose to be
Ain't in competition with nobody but old me
Locked up in my cell went to rapping with the OG's
They was against me it was hard times that showed me
I had to change my ways up and just bout all my plays up
Looking at these court cases and sleeping all my days up
Maxing out my hustle when I jump I can't be laid up
Them racks all on IG watch my pussy rate go way up
My right hand been itching
Yeen paying attention
That's yo right hand he snitching
Bitch I know you gone let me lurk I got my dawgs wit me
It's my nigga birthday he just turned 33 (Uhuh)
FaceTiming on my iPhone he say come lurk the streets (Uhuh)
It's gon be a nigga close if a bitch murder me (Uhuh)
I'm complete with my old self me vs me (Uhuh)
Ain't in competition with nobody but me (Uhuh)
It's enough money for all us everybody can eat (Uhuh)
Street nigga baby I come straight out the streets (Uhuh)
She want me to settle down I gotta see (Uhuh)

Written by:
Kenneth Jones, Jr

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