P.Ditti - On Me Lyrics

Woke up with a vision
I can see this shit so clear
My mind be focused on the money
Now I'm ready
Give me millions
Imma take that shit
Triple it
F*ckin feed my whole damn clique with it
Whole gang knows what the F*ck I did for them
Sacrifices but I represent
PDitti wit it
And there ain't no competition
My intelligence so relevant
Born to bust down all these gates
I'm eloquent with my temper bitch
Make you cry before I hit your face
Losin friends and shit and recklessness
Respect if you relate
Real recognize real
All the real ones commend me
You a fake? You a snake?
Then your lame ass offend me
I don't give a f*ck what you think don't @ me
Got a few bangers and some shooters in the backseat
You ain't even worth what we paid for these bullets
Plus I'd rather hear the motherf*cker scream and shit
Wanna look into his eyes and I wanna see him scared
Wanna grab a rusty hammer
1 2 3 now he's dead

I ain't got no time to hate myself for what I been through homie
The way a bitch shine OG said that's why they been switching on me
Whole gang gon slide if we catch a whiff that you been snitchin homie
Put bands in they pockets just to make sure they gon get you homie
These bitches follow me
Real ones pop glocks for me
If it means my homies free
You could put it all on me
These bitches follow me
Real ones pop glocks for me
If it means my homie's free
You could put it all on me

10 times 3
30 bands on me
I just pull up trippin
With the gang and cause a scene
They call me M A M A P Mama P
I just rep my F*ckin gang and eat my bitch out while she screams

For years on years I ain't been able to breathe and
That's why I get high cuz I got a bunch of demons
That's why I still pray cuz I don't want god I need him
Imma go to hell and freeze it
Know what I'm talkin bout Willis I ain't come to make a deal
I came to serve yo ass the bill
And make you pay up with my steel
Nah it ain't about me
It's about them
It's about lil homie with a pistol in his hand
Every time that shit bang he's more f*cked up in the head
It's about the ones who just bend bend bend
Just wait till they break
And they lose they fear
We gon feel the ground shake
When they put it in gear
Every year from now on
It's gon be our year
Money Making P got the whole crowd trippin
They be like ooh
What a premiere

I ain't got no time to hate myself for what I been through homie
The way a bitch shine OG said that's why they been switching on me
Whole gang gon slide if we catch a whiff that you been snitchin homie
Put bands in they pockets just to make sure they gon get you homie
These bitches follow me
Real ones pop glocks for me
If it means my homie's free
You could put it all on me
These bitches follow me
Real ones pop glocks for me
If it means my homie's free
You could put it all on me