Me Being Me

I been making songs so long got blowin up Slowly going up like balloons with helium And I ain't saying this tryna brag but I'm forever in my bag I give em all gas and it's premium Told my girl I'm done fuckin around just for her to take me back and what I do Turn around and go cheat again Never been one to make excuses, i dont know why I do it I assume it's just me being me again I ain't never claim to be perfect, ion know if I'm worth it But I'd be lying if I said that I don't try I know one thing that's for sho, 2 things that's for certain I grow at my own pace. Not on your time Moms got a lot on her plate but from the music that I make I'm gone take care of everything in no time Detroit nigga, get my own cake and I hold my own weight I don't need no validation or cosign Wish my grandma was here for me to talk to Besides the music, you the one I gave my heart to You always had me, no matter what it would cost you Swear the family ain't been the same since we lost you I been making songs so long got blowin up Slowly going up like balloons with helium And I ain't saying this tryna brag but I'm forever in my bag I give em all gas and it's premium Told my girl I'm done fuckin around just for her to take me back and what I do Turn around and go cheat again Never been one to make excuses, i dont know why I do it I assume it's just me being me again I'm the greatest, but everybody ain't heard me to judge me Bet any amount money that they heard me, the love me Moved to the hills, from a city where it's dirty and rugget Ion mean cigarettes and weed but they smoking in public And leave a body just leaking on the pavement My mama she was working the day shift I was working the grave shift Lights on but barely making the payments The fight's on, gone and make the arrangements I'm bout to murder you niggas My brain a weapon, put the words to you niggas Verbal AK, bullets nouns and verbs for you niggas On the track running this shit, we ain't hurdle you niggas Like a waitress I bring change after serving you niggas That's facts I been making songs so long got blowin up Slowly going up like balloons with helium And I ain't saying this tryna brag but I'm forever in my bag I give em all gas and it's premium Told my girl I'm done fuckin around just for her to take me back and what I do Turn around and go cheat again Never been one to make excuses, i dont know why I do it I assume it's just me being me again