On Me Lyrics – Choice Music Group
Singer: Choice Music Group
Title: On Me
Hey Mazzi
Why everybody gotta be the plug man
Why everybody gotta talk like they the big steppers and everything man
They be scared as f#ck when them people get behind them you hear me
Like every time them n#gg#s try to tell me their stories I’m like … ok
Like really dawg
Phone on DND for when I’m busy dawg
Talking behind my back
b#tch you done said it all
Bought to buy my first crib, on mе
Family just left out oversees
I can’t let shawty just f#ck for free
On mе
Oh my
One call I send his #ss to sky
Don’t give a f#ck if you like me or not
Gave back to my city, we tryna survive
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
I don’t trust the blogs cause they leaking a lie
I don’t trust the blogs cause they leaking a lot
Mixing that sh#t and it’s all in the pot
She got the bag, she got the WAP
I kinda like it lets go from the top
Give me some reasons, on period
sh#t getting crazy they watch and they stare
Hit from the back, oh no
Hit from the back with a Go-Pro, yeah
Don’t care ’bout none of your feelings, yeah
Show me what you dealing, yeah
But it’s okay, that p#ss# good
Baby just call me the little engine
Mr. Mr. really could
I’m Brady
It’s a touchdown baby
And it’s kind of crazy
Riding in a foreign Mercedes
So what you wanna do ole lady
Cause b#tch I ain’t driving ms. Daisy
Tell her f#ck you pay me
You really think you gone play me, daily
Like really dawg
Phone on DND for when I’m busy dawg
Talking behind my back
b#tch you done said it all
Bought to buy my first crib, on me
Family just left out oversees
I can’t let shawty just f#ck for free
On me
Oh my
One call I send his #ss to sky
Don’t give a f#ck if you like me or not
Gave back to my city, we tryna survive
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
I don’t trust the blogs cause they leaking a lie
My ex called me ’bout her future plans
Steady bragging ’bout her only fans
They pay premium to see her dance
Last year she made a 100,00 grand
And I ain’t mad at her either
Cause she providing for her people
Tr3, Mazzi finna f#ck up the summer
Teach my youngins listen
Life is what you make it
It ain’t your until you take that sh#t
I make songs for hustlers
Scraping crumbs just to take a to piss
Cuban chains and Rollies round my way is like a championship
Grandma had us fixing pipes for when the ceiling used to drip
Flew out to Bermuda from Dulles
At the Cartier store tryna run it
Free young Reaper he still in the dungeon
Free young Reaper just sent em some money
The highest I been was the back of that Benz
I was 18 sippin’ on Tussin
Gotta watch them n#gg#s you trusting
When I got on my Jewelry don’t touch me
Like really dawg
Phone on DND for when I’m busy dawg
Talking behind my back
b#tch you done said it all
Bought to buy my first crib, on me
Family just left out oversees
I can’t let shawty just f#ck for free
On me
Oh my
One call I send his #ss to sky
Don’t give a f#ck if you like me or not
Gave back to my city, we tryna survive
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
Make sure the bros get a piece of the pie
I don’t trust the blogs cause they leaking a lie
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