People like myself only hang with self cause that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

People like myself only hang with self cause that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

It's Mag from your TV screen buzzing off the Jim Beam

But the Mag y'all think y'all know ain't what I seem

I'm a lowdown freak from Chesapeake

See them high school mates I see 'em and don't speak

All y'all wanna talk like we used to hang

Cause I'm doing my thang now you wanna bask in my fame

That's why I stay out the club be in the crib

Smoking a dub counting my cash over the phone

And I'm selling cell phones all with chips

My nine to bloods my Glock to crips who want war

You and your boys can bring the noise

But I'mma bring hand grenades now you're laid

Pull out my d**k piss on your b***ha*s

Sit on your face now you gotta kiss a*s

Who fiend for fame life belong to your fans

And haters and thugs that wanna end your lifespan

People like myself only hang with self cause that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

Since I got bigger

Bigger

I'm over here and y'all recite Tim's my n***a

N***a

Like I just figure

Figure

And my tracks didn't help n***as

So for remedy I pound n***as

Like I keep 'em in DJ's for that new Jigga

I pocket every demo like Timbaland he's that next n***a

Confirmed by people that she can blow

Convinced Booker T she's the next to go

Now I'm checking every joint and every unit I sold

Once I'm deep in the dough I'm deep with a crew

In the 80's y'all screamed like the movie is through

Y'all screaming this is Nutty Professor Part II

To Eyes Wide Shut to whoever I choose

I can appreciate a Kidman to a Tom Cruise

To a fast food I'm strictly drive through

The money I gave dudes I basically raised fools

People like myself only hang with self cause that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

Even the phone spit it God know what I'm thinking

I'm drinking and smoking and stressing go to church for confession

Down on my knees begging to God show me the path

My label is jerking me working me so the devil can lurk in me

Sick of n***as b***hing wishing I'd fail

Tell 'em Mag be the rap effin Kenan and Kel

I'm spitting the version of verses curses over the churches

Rapping mo' iller than thriller Manila and give you salmonella

Stop the press

B***h you can't afford that dress you can't afford that hairdo

I don't want your sex here take your fast food

Tim you're dead wrong Tim you're dead rude

Hey girl I don't even know you

Timbaland we're your first cousin Marion Sue

My momma never ever mentioned you

My momma also told me to watch them savage boos what

People like myself only hang with self cause that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

People like myself only hang with self that's the way to go

I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks

People on my left people on my right all in my earhole

Make me be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

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