On Me

I ain’t even gotta flex,- And that’s the biggest flex,- Nigga catch me if you can,- While I’m running up the check,- Best believe- when I step up in the building,- I done - put that shit - on, me drac,- up in the vehicle,- I keep that shit on me Hey, that’s on everything I love ,- I ain’t even got to flex ,-I ain’t got to say a word,- And I don’t owe nobody shit,- If you see me -then you saw me.- What you got is what you get,- And I don’t care if you believe me,- What you thought- is what you think,- I got my focus on the money,- while I’m running up the check,- While ppl being nosy,- and the running up to check,- But careful with that running up,- cuz that’ll get you checked,- Or fuck around and end up with a hole in ya chest,- I put that shit -on me- and that’s even on my worst days,- And ppl keep asking me ,- like - hey- is it your birthday ,- Checking out the shoes,- Trying to figure what my shirt say,- I been fresh as fuck,- every since- it was my birthday,-