You Got Me - CANON, Lawren, Xay Hill

Bruh, I’ve been going since '89

I appreciate that you would take the time

Always told me I was out of line

But respect you get is when you give me mine

Thought I was joking, I’m going in

Don’t put me against them, I’m gonna win

Windy City, a Chicagoan, until the death, if you want it I got it

If I’m goin' for the lead, I’ma beat the brakes off

I’m Mayweather with hands you can’t just shake off

I ain’t bending over for nothing, this Canon, he can’t cough

I’m on, givin' them hope to break the chains off

Derek already told me to take off

Forget what they say, they hate, they ain’t raw

You looking at the battle up ahead I ain’t lost

His word, you can’t coin or flip, they can’t toss

I doubted this for a long time

Had me waiting near the phone lines

Walk through the doors of opportunities

You always told me I should own mine

Never right or the wrong time

Had me waiting near the phone lines (Yeah)

Should I pick up the ring

Frodo Baggins with the phone line

First I had to get their attention (Yeah)

And then I had to get my respect (Yeah)

For a long time they ain’t care to listen

I got ahead now I’m gunning for the neck

Switch back, home team like Bron, king

Now I gotta shoot like Kobe

I got pull in ya city, my lawd

Haters wanna see me weak, like a slow leak

I’m in this to win this it’s competition

Use to want it so bad I had intervention

I’m not hurting for fame or for getting mentioned

I’m just whipping the bass, you can check the kitchen

Had me trippin' all night with it

Distorted vision lost sight with it

The Lord had to get right with me

Broke me down and put life in me

But tell me but really what they know

I made it I ain’t got a bankroll

I go where the spirit may say go

Put all my partners on payroll

You don’t even even gotta rep the set

Ayy, I put in work 'til my death

Ayy, I won’t beg for your help

I’m taking shots 'til none left

Ooh, yeah you got me, you got me

Yeah, I said you got me, you got me

Ooh, but that won’t stop me, no stopping (No, no, no!)

I ain’t stoppin', no stoppin'

Whoa, I had to run it up (Ayy, run it up!)

Ayy, I had to run it up (Whoa)

I’m saying ooh, yeah, you got me, you got me

Ayy, yeah, you got me, you got me

Whoa

Don’t got times for these haters they won’t get a breath

Won’t get a step, I’m lion, a king

Seeing the enemy win

Seein' a friend of me win, yeah, yeah

I guess I need more competition

This my kind of composition

Rappers be like politicians

They lying, I got no pot to piss in

I’m pissed so I go to God on my knees

Don’t trip, I could see a fraud with ease

I’m tripping out, I got a triple now

Feeling like Quentin, feeling like quitting

But that was last week 'fore Doc hit my line

Doubt hit my line like, uh

I got no time, I got no skill

I got no talent, I gotta pay the bills

They wishing me ill, not wishing me well

They think that’ll fail, they think that I’m frail

I could see it in the eye

Jealousy is they demise

Yeah, uh

I been up for like seven days

Dropped the slums and messed up the wave

You better die to your hating ways

Why?

'Cause I’m blessed up you lames?

Like, uh

Yeah, you got me, thought you had me, this where I begin

See, I been fighting in the trenches tryna be the man

If I was down, they said I never would come up again (Up again)

So I had to get them back and show them who I am

Whoa, I had to run it up (Ayy, run it up!)

Ayy, I had to run it up (Whoa)

I’m saying ooh, yeah, you got me, you got me

Ayy, yeah, you got me, you got me

Whoa