Me vs Everybody lyrics

[Intro]
Montage, you a fool, boy
Chris Ro$e gon' be the reason we gon' blow, boom

[Verse]
I been feelin' like I seen it all
If you ain't down for the cause, you shouldn't be involved
Got a lot of n*ggas mad, but I'm not at all
Lately, I've been sittin' back tryna plot it all
Gotta understood, yeah
All these n*ggas out here dissing really fans, yeah
Guess them sports ain't work for you
Tried to tell you that these streets gon' be worst for you
Heard them n*ggas got you crashin' out
n*ggas broke, can't even afford a half an ounce
Camera show me everything when I'm backin' out
I got everything you need, just not at the house
Real-ass n*gga from the jump with it
Five bands, I bet I can get you slumped with it
This what you want? n*gga, come get it
Hope they told you that this chop' hold a hundiddy
Been told you that these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
With my n*ggas from middle school who used to clutch semis
I ain't had to do recruitin' like these other n*ggas
For damn sure ain't cliquin' up with no sucker n*ggas
He robbed your mans and you gave a pass
Now, you doin' songs 'cause they on your ass
To me, that sound like a b*tch move
Got too slimy for that sh*t, I had to quit school
I ain't got to show you what my wrist do
Hit your block, I'll show you what that stick do
I got tired of totin' Glocks, we tote missiles
We just blew some sh*t down, it's official
She say, "Show me love," sh*t, I'm fin' to
Sometimes, I need somebody just to vent to
How you 'posed to know who really with you?
Tell some sh*t that I told you, I'ma get you
When them demons come for you, they won't miss you
Standin' tall through bullsh*t like I'm 6'2"
You wanna trip, we could trip, too
sh*t, I don't trip 'cause I'm quick off the hip, too
Baby green, still tell me what you hip to
I'm a real street n*gga with a pistol
But I know you probably done been through some sh*t, too
Soon as I walk up out that door, girl, I miss you
But you know fasho I'm comin' back to you
On this mic, I speak facts, I won't cap to you
I might sing a lil' bit, but I won't rap to you
And n*gga, what you need? It ain't sh*t to ship a pack to you