This is a song about "Trying to be me"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Trying to get the attention off me,

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Trying to be a cool g

No! you can't see me now, trying to bring me down.

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

You seem to be alright with what you're trying to say,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Trying to find god but he always seems to hide from me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

It ain't hard to make money

Trying to keep up with me

I keep trying to figure it out why you don't wanna be with me

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Authorities wanna take a spin me, trying to limit these rhymes that got g's saying "can it be?!"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see