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i’m me - ayonodeji lyrics

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[chorus]
b*tch i’m me, i can’t switch up
i can’t call that hoe but i do miss her (okay)
like baby, pull up
if a n*gga want smoke then push up
just like some breakfast that n*gga got cooked up
the bread in my bank could just buy me a hooker
or maybe a thousand of them
i want a deal, not a thousand an m

[verse]
my old friends are fake i’m not riding with them
that n*gga not with it he born 2010
mix personalities, feel like ben 10
i get high because i want too
ate that b*tch out like it’s fondue
said that’s yo bae but she don’t want you
i thought i did but i don’t want her either
b*tch i’m on the block with peter
making moves like dеrek jeter
f*ck that hoе then leave her
cause i cannot keep her
i’m a cheater
not a people pleaser
in this whip 2 seater
i’m so cold like fever (yeah)
[verse]
these n*ggas be capping cause they love to cap
f*ck a label sign a deal to the trap
i’m tryna count up a whole lotta racks
that n*gga not real, it’s a act
i can’t cuff that hoe but ill clap from the back
b*tch i’m in philly with slat
talk on my brudda get put inna pack

[bridge]
(no bullsh*t a n*gga done came a long way, i only need myself in this sh*t for real, i don’t give a f*ck bout what they say. for my mom ill do this sh*t, for my grandpa ill do this sh*t, for my brother ill do this sh*t. i’m finna prove my pops wrong and you too n*gga)

[chorus]
b*tch i’m me, i can’t switch up
i can’t call that hoe but i do miss her (okay)
like baby, pull up
if a n*gga want smoke then push up
just like some breakfast that n*gga got cooked up
the bread in my bank could just buy me a hooker
or maybe a thousand of them

[verse]
smokin’ passion fruit, made me geeked up like a b*tch yuh
do this sh*t cause i got to, man i’m tryna get real rich ah
you said that’s yo b*tch but she keep on giving me lip ah
these n*ggas fake as f*ck i had to call this sh*t a quits yuh
[refrain]
b*tch i’m me, i can’t switch up
i can’t call that hoe but i do miss her (okay)
like baby, pull up
if a n*gga want smoke then push up
just like some breakfast that n*gga got cooked up
the bread in my bank could just buy me a hooker
or maybe a thousand of them

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