You Need Me

Before you've gone away Look around Before you leave me today Make sure Yeah Yo Hey Yeah Yo I, got, a Little man complex, I'm 6'3 All those who turned on their backs imma make sure they miss me I ask that you handle your shit please I ask that you handle it quick And girls used to diss me Now they writing letters, sayin they miss me Now we making out in the F-150 She about 5'9, 160 How you gon charge for a feature When you aint got a future You bleeding out of this game, aint nobody sending you stitches or sutures A Dinner in Harlem at Red Rooster I took her to dinner, she worth it The Bottle girls telling me they wanna drink with us Ain't that defeating the purpose They loving the accent, they loving the way that I sound Nah we ain't from here, we from outta town I been that dude who lived off Maple Avenue, who gotta do what he do Feeling like I'm the leader of the new school Graduated top class Now I only talk cash I been feeling too cool I don't do rules Ever since 15 I ain't ever look back I been hitting that stage always spitting that crack And I always been rap niggas never been that Slowly building my team while I'm living my dream New coupe sea green seeing green track ahhh Im stepping on the stage I rock the hot shows Freestyling off the dome with hot flows Bad bitches singing my songs I got those Niggas tryna be like me they not close Niggas praying on my doomsday Sike Planned yours this tuesday Ya be falling for anything Sipping everyone's kool aid Give a f*ck where im at Worry bout where you stay I promise I'm not your enemy Tried to show them the way wasnt letting me I just got to the bag now they sweating me Now they giving me brain no telepathy If you saw my brain you'd need therapy So your pussy little threats ain't scaring me Tryna meet real people is a rarity Fake smiles no sincerity Eyes open now I got clarity Copy me but ya version the parody Been grinding and keeping the patience all winter So I can go shine In the summer We swapping our mansions with one another in the future We property brothers Party at Texas Southern You know I won't pay a cover since I'm Caren's brother I cannot fail if Marie is my mother, I put that on brothers we callin my cousins who ain't of relation but we is some Haitians Sending them payments, fam in the islands receiving it weekly Third song on the EP Already Ceddy & I did a three-peat Ahh Ooo It's feelin a little too easy Ay , wait , hold up Wake up, pray, roll up Repeat everyday and you know what They did it again, They did it again St. Louis and Westbrook they did it again Collab like the maybach and mercedes benz We hop in that bitch, you won't see us again Custom Saint Laurent huh Don't I look dapper Heard I was sweet and now they wanna lick the rapper Word to the Queen Im of the highest stature Im bout my green you come between we coming after On my way to bank I cant help with this laughter Nigga I'm a saint you touch me you gone get raptured You think you fast I promise we're faster Not watch us skrrt into happy ever after You need You need me You need You need me