On Me
Kidd James & Groovy Mon$ta
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Is it my job to make you happier Everything about this feels right Will I know it from the feeling Deep inside me Will you make me reach out When your behind me Is it my job to make you happier Everything about this feels right Will I know it from the feeling Deep inside me Will you make me reach out When your behind me It’s not an excuse I’m outta the loop Talking to nobody that’s what you do Mostly for money Not living for you Dreams are not visions Hope blinded on truth I did all the extra Not scene in the movie Reality hidden I’m filling unwritten My chapters are blank How could you limit your soul When you are saint I probably cooked gold You felt it would tank I’m sub my green The f*ck did you think I do not lean Not into the soda I was that nigga That was by your side When you needed a shoulder I’m moving like me You seeing the world its all in a blink It’s making you think What would my parents think And now the feelings are deep It’s more than you want It’s making you sprint I told you You special I made it a track You running these laps Like what’s bringing you back I put it on me Been taking it rough I wanted you back It’s all in the notes Deleted my post Moving like Hardwick Tuned into Ghost Off with the rebound I'm Coasting to Coast You think it was nothing Not into emotions I needed mine back Will you ever see it on me On me On me On me On me On me I’m me I’m me On Me I'm me On Me On Me I'm me I'm me Is it my job to make you happier Everything about this feels right Will I know it from the feeling Deep inside me Will you make me reach out When your behind me I was out my mind Feel it down my spine whole team goin up I do da crime I do da time I never changin up shootin my shot No gun on safety If dat is yo mama I’m lovin ya baby Drivin her crazy third arm is lazy In da Mercedes Lil mama amazin I see jealousy and envy I seen plenty Now which one I’m gettin today It’s a lot on my plate Problems at stake Come wit a tray Icin da cake I didn’t use my temple And it was simple It made no sense I am official Gripping a pistol Gotta stay in da mix Why do they hate I think it’s too late Nigga we straight And we really be apes We poppin yuh grape And gettin da cake Yeah what did we make Or what do u take An what do u bake Eatin fish fillet Said nigga we great Don’t f*ck with da fake Yuh yuh Will you ever see it on me On me On me On me On me On me I’m me I’m me On Me I'm me On Me On Me I'm me I'm me Is it my job to make you happier Everything about this feels right Will I know it from the feeling Deep inside me Will you make me reach out When your behind me
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Written by: Jarod Hartley, Reginald Webb Jr.
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