who got me - 16raheem lyrics
[intro]
who got me
nah for real who got me
oh, who that?
oh that’s the
[verse 1: 16raheem]
mothaf*ckin’ microphone checka’
you know i’m getting cake but the icing all extra
and it’s only one me yeah i might be omega
rapping in chicago yo it feels like the mecca
comin’ up, mothaf*ckin’ microphone testa
all you really need is a head tap, pressa
and they know not to test em
you getting bodied like intestines
okay i really set the tone and the people all follow it
i feel like the greatest еvery rapper all opposite
swеrving through my city all my cars are topless
got the game in a armlock not stopping this
yeah, i f*cked the game up and made it so pure
wonder why all of my flaws are obscure
breaking down og this sh*t is the cure
her boyfriend blocked me cuz he insecure
they say you gotta be lucky to make it
i said i’m a leprechaun and no it isn’t camoflauge i can’t fake it
this sh*t louder than a broken car
smoking cookies you can’t leave the door ajar
cuz these muhf*ckas tryna get they hand in it
it was a pandemic now it’s a bandemic
i spit acid like chance the rapper
tryna hide all these grams from crackers, yeah, 16
you know feel like i’m telling my story on the mic you know
told em, i’m a dying breed
ight lemme chill
like yall to welcome, he don’t need no introduction man
go
[verse 2: jack fvoe]
tryna earn my stripes like referees in the field
crazy how they all hate you just because you keeping it real
i don’t know, i don’t know
knock em down they dominoes
stacking cheese and dough appreciating all the highs and lows, yea
cause u can’t take a dub without a few l’s
magic wand inside that ballpoint
i’m casting new spells
ink producing worldwide movements
cutting loose ends
chopping competition down this uzi got some new sh*lls
sixteen been the inspiration since like 9th grade
in those days felt like i wasn’t sh*t
i was steady hating
that’s on myself on my mind
on myself, all my time was spent
trying to reach the point where i can tell my parents
show my mom and dad i made it make a mil than share it
dad won’t have to work so hard and use his time so sparing
go to lengths to get the bread the long run so scary, yeah
[hook: jack fvoe]
from the bottom of the long road ahead, who got me who got me man
yea that’s all i’m really asking
all i’m really asking
from the bottom of the long road ahead, who got me who got me man
yea that’s all i’m really asking
(that’s all i’m really, all i’m really, all i’m really)
people be making stories just for sh*t to talk about
f*ck tryna rock the mic i’m f*cking tryna rock the town
if they talking down i come around and knock em down
this rapping sh*t like royalty i think i really got the crown (let’s go)
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