Must Be Me Gucci Mane
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[Intro]
Huh
It must be me
(That's how I know it's a hit, because J. White just produced it)
Me, must be me
Me, must be me (Who else could it be?)
Me, must be me (Uh)
Me, must be me
[Verse 1]
Lookin' at the mirror like, "It must be me" (Must)
'Cause everybody seeing something that I don't see (I don't see)
I was drinking lean like my name was Pimp C (R.I.P. to Pimp)
I gotta thank God that I never OD'd
I should've kept it clean and probably just did weed
I thought it was a downer, but it must be speed (It must be)
Remembеr homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee?
Droppеd out in elementary, he still can't read (Well, damn)
I sign an artist, if they get locked, they blame me (Media)
Nigga want me to get the pot, resort to plan B (Skrrt)
I thank the lord Vicky Jean didn't take the Plan B (Mama)
She tried really hard, but she couldn't tame me
I had a good family with real good genes
But fuck makin' a ten, we trap for brand new jeans
I don't fuck with what's-his-name, and, yeah, they still green
I'd rather be heard nowadays and not seen
Ten-figure nigga, still might catch me in the ghetto
My house so big, I can hear myself echo (Hello? Hello?)
It must be me why my bitch stay prego (Damn)
'Cause I love the way she put this shit together like Legos
Huh
It must be me
(That's how I know it's a hit, because J. White just produced it)
Me, must be me
Me, must be me (Who else could it be?)
Me, must be me (Uh)
Me, must be me
[Verse 1]
Lookin' at the mirror like, "It must be me" (Must)
'Cause everybody seeing something that I don't see (I don't see)
I was drinking lean like my name was Pimp C (R.I.P. to Pimp)
I gotta thank God that I never OD'd
I should've kept it clean and probably just did weed
I thought it was a downer, but it must be speed (It must be)
Remembеr homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee?
Droppеd out in elementary, he still can't read (Well, damn)
I sign an artist, if they get locked, they blame me (Media)
Nigga want me to get the pot, resort to plan B (Skrrt)
I thank the lord Vicky Jean didn't take the Plan B (Mama)
She tried really hard, but she couldn't tame me
I had a good family with real good genes
But fuck makin' a ten, we trap for brand new jeans
I don't fuck with what's-his-name, and, yeah, they still green
I'd rather be heard nowadays and not seen
Ten-figure nigga, still might catch me in the ghetto
My house so big, I can hear myself echo (Hello? Hello?)
It must be me why my bitch stay prego (Damn)
'Cause I love the way she put this shit together like Legos
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