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I Am Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Mobby Rosas
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Robinson Rosas




Mobby Rosas - I Am Me Lyrics




I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling
Girl by my side she is such a cutie
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie
Other one on the floor 'case I'm feeling choosie (Mane)
When my girl get horny she be rubbing on my tattoos
Got a hand on her throat one smackin' on her ass too
Turn up the TV so my homie don't hear me f*cking her
We humping and humping, humping she beggin' me to cum in her
She on the pill so you know I do
Cum all spilled get the blanked gooed (Ugh)
Sorry y'all was that TMI?
Y'all gon change your views when you see this guy (Maybe)
I done changed a lot from my last album
Y'all don't see me on that trailer trash wilding (No more)
Got the Eminem comparison I'm pale and thin
Compared to him I fail within (Yup)
'Cause he is him, and I am me (Mob)
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B (Mob)
Y'all don't know about my life, y'all aint heard about my struggle (Ugh)
Y'all gone hear it through my rhymes but for now heres just a couple (Ugh)
Infamous in elementary solving problems with knuckles (Boop)
On probation in middle school with the pistol on my buckle (Boo-boo)
Breaking reggie down from bricks, distributing it in bubbles
Using drugs for my pain but it only made it double
Black sheep of my family because I always got in trouble
When he get let out of prison I'ma run up on my uncle (Sucker)
My partner in the pen he done knocked someone down (Hundred)
But we all know what happens on the block with that crowd (He real)
I still love you dog and I hope you aight (One love)
I'ma send you a letter and this song through a kite
It's an evil world but I knew that though
Lotta people curl when they choose that rope
Ain't gone lie I done tried suicide a few times
Scar on my throat right where I sliced with a knife
Didn't die still alive God must have a plan for me
To help other addicts recover and live happily
Over throw the system, gulag the first family
Seize the memes and install a democratic faculty (F*ck Trump)
Establish, and finally end poverty
Rapper, revolutionary, alcoholic Mobby B (That me)

I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
And I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B

When I smoked didn't know that my life might change
But believe me it's crazy it fried my brain (Yup)
And I'm talking 'bout spice, that shit hella trife
Since then can't smoke weed again in my life (Nah)
Had me hearing shit, fearing shit
Couldn't take showers and weirder shit (Tripping)
Hallucinating losing faith in my God
Brain is racing can't be facing my thoughts (Nope)
I can't be home alone (Nah)
I don't know what I know no more (I don't know)
Can't stop peaking out my window
Feel someones outside of my door (Ahh shit)
Paranoia will spoil ya mane (F*ck)
Annoy ya friends with your f*cked up brain (F*ck)
And this is real, couldn't heal how I feel
Rather end the torment and get killed in the field
And death still might come got a tumor in my lung
Got got by them kids where them Sooners is from (Mother f*ckers)
Sometimes I wish that I never been a smoker
My mom's got a real bad case of the CODA (Yup)
Living with a clucker mother f*cker tryna stuck her (What)
I got 40 round clips her son ain't no sucker (What)
Anybody touch her I'ma buck 'em (Buck 'em buck 'em buck 'em)
To her ex-husband I should've killed yo ass
Straight pulled up to ya crib and grilled yo ass (Brrr)
I'll wait on yo banana peelin' ass
Ain't no fake shit! I really lived in the RV
With no no electricity, no water and hardly
No will to live, but still I did (Yup)
Those were cold ass nights not chill as a kid
I'm real you a fib (Sucker) yo childhood was heavenly
Mine was a hell, put out the house at 17 (Yup)
My life is full of violence, fighting and high on Vicodin
Crying, guns firing I survive and I'm writing it
Drugging, thugging, ziplock bag full of slugs and
Not enough loving, rock bottom being dug in
Of course I ain't had no dad (Hell nah)
Drug dealing said I ain't his child
Scar on my eyebrow right where my face hit the ground
But thank God that my grandma was always around (Love you grandma)

I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
I am
Mobby B
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English

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling
Girl by my side she is such a cutie
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie
Other one on the floor 'case I'm feeling choosie (Mane)
When my girl get horny she be rubbing on my tattoos
Got a hand on her throat one smackin' on her ass too
Turn up the TV so my homie don't hear me f*cking her
We humping and humping, humping she beggin' me to cum in her
She on the pill so you know I do
Cum all spilled get the blanked gooed (Ugh)
Sorry y'all was that TMI?
Y'all gon change your views when you see this guy (Maybe)
I done changed a lot from my last album
Y'all don't see me on that trailer trash wilding (No more)
Got the Eminem comparison I'm pale and thin
Compared to him I fail within (Yup)
'Cause he is him, and I am me (Mob)
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B (Mob)
Y'all don't know about my life, y'all aint heard about my struggle (Ugh)
Y'all gone hear it through my rhymes but for now heres just a couple (Ugh)
Infamous in elementary solving problems with knuckles (Boop)
On probation in middle school with the pistol on my buckle (Boo-boo)
Breaking reggie down from bricks, distributing it in bubbles
Using drugs for my pain but it only made it double
Black sheep of my family because I always got in trouble
When he get let out of prison I'ma run up on my uncle (Sucker)
My partner in the pen he done knocked someone down (Hundred)
But we all know what happens on the block with that crowd (He real)
I still love you dog and I hope you aight (One love)
I'ma send you a letter and this song through a kite
It's an evil world but I knew that though
Lotta people curl when they choose that rope
Ain't gone lie I done tried suicide a few times
Scar on my throat right where I sliced with a knife
Didn't die still alive God must have a plan for me
To help other addicts recover and live happily
Over throw the system, gulag the first family
Seize the memes and install a democratic faculty (F*ck Trump)
Establish, and finally end poverty
Rapper, revolutionary, alcoholic Mobby B (That me)

I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
And I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B

When I smoked didn't know that my life might change
But believe me it's crazy it fried my brain (Yup)
And I'm talking 'bout spice, that shit hella trife
Since then can't smoke weed again in my life (Nah)
Had me hearing shit, fearing shit
Couldn't take showers and weirder shit (Tripping)
Hallucinating losing faith in my God
Brain is racing can't be facing my thoughts (Nope)
I can't be home alone (Nah)
I don't know what I know no more (I don't know)
Can't stop peaking out my window
Feel someones outside of my door (Ahh shit)
Paranoia will spoil ya mane (F*ck)
Annoy ya friends with your f*cked up brain (F*ck)
And this is real, couldn't heal how I feel
Rather end the torment and get killed in the field
And death still might come got a tumor in my lung
Got got by them kids where them Sooners is from (Mother f*ckers)
Sometimes I wish that I never been a smoker
My mom's got a real bad case of the CODA (Yup)
Living with a clucker mother f*cker tryna stuck her (What)
I got 40 round clips her son ain't no sucker (What)
Anybody touch her I'ma buck 'em (Buck 'em buck 'em buck 'em)
To her ex-husband I should've killed yo ass
Straight pulled up to ya crib and grilled yo ass (Brrr)
I'll wait on yo banana peelin' ass
Ain't no fake shit! I really lived in the RV
With no no electricity, no water and hardly
No will to live, but still I did (Yup)
Those were cold ass nights not chill as a kid
I'm real you a fib (Sucker) yo childhood was heavenly
Mine was a hell, put out the house at 17 (Yup)
My life is full of violence, fighting and high on Vicodin
Crying, guns firing I survive and I'm writing it
Drugging, thugging, ziplock bag full of slugs and
Not enough loving, rock bottom being dug in
Of course I ain't had no dad (Hell nah)
Drug dealing said I ain't his child
Scar on my eyebrow right where my face hit the ground
But thank God that my grandma was always around (Love you grandma)

I am me
Mobby, Young Mob or Mobby B
I am
Mobby B
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Writer: Robinson Rosas
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