Me

I know you niggas ain't fuckin' with me

[Hook]
How dare these niggas try to fuckin hate on
Me
Come out and make records sound just like
Me
But nobody does this here quite like
Me
Now let me tell a little something 'bout
Me
Pops tags, things fresh to death like
Me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than
Me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come on it's on
Me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on
Me

[Verse one]
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they name in the news
Papers, haters never pay they dues
Always got they feet in somebody shoes
Walk wih me, or ride this on Bentley
With the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's hidden
I stay in ménages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go figure
'Cause I ain't sayin' you's a gold digger
But bitch, you ain't fuckin' wit no broke niggas
That's why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the phone ya voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggas ain't fuckin' wit me

[Hook]
How dare these niggas try to fuckin' hate on
Me
Come out and make records sound just like
Me
But nobody does this here quite like
Me
Now let me tell a little sumthin' 'bout
Me
Pops tags, stays fresh to death like
Me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than
Me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come mon it's on
Me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on
Me

[Verse two]
Yeah, I know, one more gin, bitch you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like your style, you're so old school
In them Sasson Vidals, fifty four eleven
Reebok classics remind me of '87 when
Niggas was playin' wit blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all except for me
I'ma walk in the path the Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggas follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggas ain't fuckin' wit me

[Hook]
How dare these niggas try to fuckin' hate on
Me
Come out and make records sound just like
Me
But nobody does this here quite like
Me
Now let me tell a little sumthin' 'bout
Me
Pops tags, stays fresh to death like
Me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than
Me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come mon it's on
Me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on
Me

[Verse three]
I know a nigga that do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, 'till everything goes wrong
No pot to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggas runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them niggas that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm puttin' from the green like T-Woods
Hard white is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be perceived as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds
'Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch niggas ain't fuckin' wit me

[Hook]
How dare these niggas try to fuckin' hate on
Me
Come out and make records sound just like
Me
But nobody does this here quite like
Me
Now let me tell a little sumthin' 'bout
Me
Pops tags, stays fresh to death like
Me
Who pulls more whips out the stash than
Me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come mon it's on
Me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on
Me

[Outro]