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Kenny Muney
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Kenny Muney
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[Chorus]
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
I'm on these folks ass, ain't shit they can do
[Verse 1]
And I ain't letting them breathe
No oxygen, rip out the tube
She see me, she rip out her boobs
She freaky, she rich, and she rude
You **** be crushing on bitches
I'm crushing these bitches like ice in the juice
I want Moncler, not no Canada Goose
Shit on these ****, no sight on the Uzi
You used to be up, boy, what happened to you?
You 'posed to be running your shit through the roof
You too busy worried about what Kenny doin'
This young **** here just want anything blue
I run up these racks and I put 'em to use
Go get it today, I cannot not be a Houston hit
For real, I be up before roosters
24 hours, you ain't made none, you useless
Big money shit, I talk big money shit
Yeah, they hating but they know they ain't never gon' do shit
Neck full of baggies, my phone full of Maggies
So listen, I'll call you back when I get through, bitch
Treat a bitch right, treat her wrong, she get stupid
Looking for money, I ain't searching for Cupid
Living on your toes, we a long way from losing
Got money and guns, we'll rock it like Uzi
I don't think you wanna rock 'round with us
[Chorus]
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
I'm on these folks ass, ain't shit they can do
[Verse 2]
I don't think there's shit nobody can do with me
Got a gun that shoot fast like Usain Bolt legs
My little **** only ones that could shoot with me
Can't keep up, they trying but they keep losing me
Don't bother, don't lace up, you came through with me
Bury your head, the team can send, found a new team
Reach for it, gon' smoke your ass like a loose leaf
Young money, don't kick it, don't be with Bruce Lee
I don't fuck with these rappers and they don't fuck with me
Said they sold for some shit that I make in two weeks
I'm getting bored with this shit, let me lay back my seat
I put miles on my whips, I don't know nothin' 'bout lease
I keep fucking up racks, I don't know nothin' 'bout cheap
I don't care what they doing, give a fuck what they saying
Keep bumping your teeth, I'm too worried about me
I don't know nothin' 'bout he
[Chorus]
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
If I wasn't me, ****, I'd hate me too
I'm on these folks ass, ain't shit they can do
Written by: Kenny Muney, Sebastian Mayer