Must Be Me

Huh It must be me (That's how I know it's a hit, because J. White just produced it) Me, must be me Me, must be me (who else could it be?) Me, must be me (uh) Me, must be me Lookin' at the mirror like, "It must be me" (must) 'Cause everybody seeing something that I don't see (I don't see) I was drinking lean like my name was Pimp C (R.I.P. to Pimp) I gotta thank God that I never OD'd I should've kept it clean and probably just did weed I thought it was a downer, but it must be speed (it must be) Remember homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee? Dropped out in elementary, he still can't read (well, damn) I sign an artist, if they get locked, they blame me (media) N- want me to get the pot, resort to plan B (skrrt) I thank the lord Vicky Jean didn't take the Plan B (mama) She tried really hard, but she couldn't tame me I had a good family with real good genes But f- makin' a ten, we trap for brand-new jeans I don't f- with what's-his-name, and, yeah, they still green I'd rather be heard nowadays and not seen Ten-figure n-, still might catch me in the ghetto My house so big, I can hear myself echo (hello? Hello?) It must be me why my b- stay prego (damn) 'Cause I love the way she put this shit together like Legos I was sellin' dope, same time Crime Mob had made "Stilettos" And n- still can't get on my motherf-in' level You just signed to 1017, they say you with the devil The next chain I'ma get is an iced-out shovel (iced-out shovel) Me, me Me-me Me, me, me, me (go) Hit a lick for 80Ps, I wish it was 80 kis (kis) And my band, we rockin' guitars and we rollin' 80 deep No one shadier than me, no one get shiestier than me (free Shiesty) Heard the old saying, "Apples, they don't fall far from the tree" (huh?) Yeah, my left wrist is on freeze (burr), is it cold or is it me? (Or is it me?) Boy, you ain't no lil' Gucci Mane, your a- a wannabe (a wannabe) Heard them n- play with you, n- don't never play with me (no) In the streets, no one is safe no more, no one, not even me (not even me) If you never took one for the team, you can't get MVP (no) Stressin' 'bout a court date, it got me losin' sleep I see n- postin' n- that they never ever met (what?) But never post me and they know me from up the street (what the f-?) I was sellin' dope, same time Crime Mob had made "Stilettos" And n- still can't get on my motherf-in' level You just signed to 1017, they say you with the devil The next chain I'ma get is an iced-out shovel It must be me (must be me) Just what I am I can't change for you 'Cause that just ain't My style