yHmrian - Think Of Me Lyrics

Ain't no handouts in the streets you get this shit here on your own
Million dollar deal still gettin' weed off on the iPhone
Delete a contact hype still got my number on the trap phone
Said I'd change my ways still bustin' plays tryna get this shit gone

Brand new plug I feel like Meech when he had met the Cartel
Aint thinking twice take a L with my chin up I'm like oh well
He tried to run off with my shit I chased him till he fell
He swore on God he was gettin' money he broke as f*ck goin' straight to hell

Posted rain sleet or snow we outside that don't stop a thing
Tre say she can get a biggie bag but she can't get a ring
Niggas preach that solid shit get on the stand and then they sang
Niggas'll give they homies up just for a bitch no they can't hang

Feel like Turbo on the block I know the opps can't stand the rain
Life been gettin' better the sky the limit I can't feel no pain
I can't take my mask off villian in the city I feel like Bane
That ho lying if she say I'm trickin' man that bitch ain't get a thang

Keep the ho around I'm in her back just like a battery
Ain't no falling out with my homie over a bitch that shit don't matter to me
Nigga be standin' tall until that chopper knock him off his feet
Woke up feelin' bold and sent a diss and got put back to sleep

Bad bitch in the room don't say a word cause she know I'm the man
Got up out the trenchs started rappin' this shit wasn't the plan
I was drownin' then I climbed up I'm the diamond in the sand
I'm the same nigga that risked his life on the block makin' bands

I'm the same nigga that was breakin' bread and ain't look for receipts
I'm the same nigga that stayed outside till the mission complete
I'm the same nigga that took a bad bitch and swept her off her feet
Hopefully when I die when they think of real niggas they think of me

Ain't no handouts in the streets you get this shit here on your own
Million dollar deal still gettin' weed off on a iPhone
Delete a contact hype still got my number on a trap phone
Said I'd change my ways still bustin' plays tryna get this shit gone

Brand new plug I feel like Meech when he had met the Cartel
Ain't thinkin' twice take an L with my chin up I'm like oh well
He tried to run off with my shit I chased him till he fell
He swore on God he was gettin' money he broke as f*ck goin' straight to hell

Posted rain sleet or snow we outside that don't stop a thing
Tre say she can get a biggie bag but she can't get a ring
Niggas preach that solid shit get on the stand and then they sang
Niggas'll give they homies up just for a bitch no they can't hang

Hopefully when I die when they think of real niggas they think of me