RECOGNIZE ME

Fuck what they gotta say about me

Seem nobody in my city ever wanna shout me out

They all count me out

But I'm going for the crown

When I'm hopping out the coupe everybody get down

Yeah I'm smoking out the booth out the roof and it loud

I ain't worried bout your group yeah I still sleep sound

Throw the ball in the hoop see you way out of bounds

Want the truth yeah I do watch the news in my house

Yeah bitch no shoes in my house

Married to the game said I do took the vow

All you other rappers gotta throw in the towel

Been here four years and I still hold it down

Uncle Snoop how I smoke see me way in the clouds

Got your bitch so wet she just hopped out the shower

Yeah I'm so fly I just hit two towers

Yeah I'm so high I just took six downers

Smoking on the sour

Sprinter van in Japan

Know that all these pussies can't stand who I am

Mama told me gotta stick to the plan

Yeah I hop out the plane got the stick when I land

Told that bitch she ain't good for my brand

But her ass so fat it look good in my hands

Yeah good luck dawg hope the blam don't jam

Yeah good shit dawg getting bands my man

Yeah she do it all for attention and he do it all for paycheck

They do it all for a mention and she do it all for the latex

I ain't hitting you up for no safe sex

Cuz that type of shit it don't make sense

I'm leaving it all on the tape decks

I'm leaving it all in my latest songs

To all my friends and fans I'm sorry you don't recognize me

I'm on the drugs again it's feeling like they terrorize me

My life could end at any second death it terrifies me

But I just gotta keep it pushing keep it exercising

To all my friends and fans I'm sorry you don't recognize me

I'm on the drugs again it's feeling like they terrorize me

My life could end at any second death it terrifies me

But I just gotta keep it pushing keep it exercising

Remember the days when I used to be poor

I ain't got a lot but I got a lot more

Back in the kitchen was mopping the floor

Yeah I just graduated and going on tour

Day in and day out till my whole body sore

Counting it up leave it way down the shore

It really ain't easy in my eyes for sure

It really ain't easy can't know that of course

Michigan winter still trapping yeah

I had to climb up the ladder yeah

Pockets got fatter from rapping yeah

I get these hundreds in magic yeah

I'm getting numbers mathematics yeah

I reach in the hat and I pull out a bad bitch

I'm rapping till me and my homies all mad rich

Getting this green yeah I'm getting that cage

Here we go again Imma kick your shit in

Got a red bandana and a black fn

Got white diamonds on my wrist glisten

Got night vision like a COD mission

Musician my sound too big

Showmanship get the crowd too lit

Yeah they showing tits when I hop out bitch

Yeah I pop out bitch when the cops out bitch

Can't tell me nothing put it in my bitch stomach

I'm a sick motherfucker in the house John Summit

Suicide summer you hoes faker than the muppets

Tour bus bucket guts next up coming

Yeah guess who's coming

Lumberjack axe with a mask on my face now guess who's running

Guess who it is with the trap that's buzzing

In the helicopter with the chopper dumping

I fucking I fucking love drugs

I fuck my life up and fuck on a slut and fuck someone up

Cuz you know fucking what

You know fucking what

Yeah I'm a serial killer, a psycho, a legal arms dealer, ethereal and suicidal, a hero, an idol

Up until I spiral then I'm homicidal

You still in denial

You hoes be tripping you freaking me out

You ain't start shit you just running your mouth

XoStunna just stepped in the house

Only been here a second and we the best out

On god

But I don't believe in god

But I wish I believed in god

So I'll put that on my mom

And she believe in god

Said she see me in god