Me Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Me, I got my own back 

I'm the CEO, CFO, account manager, and security 

Who the only one you trust? (me) 

CEO, so who I'm signed to? (me) 

When I got beef, man, who I run to? (me) 

She live with you, but why she riding with (me)? 

Bags of kush, who my weed man? (me) 

PTs, BTs, man, who my lean man? (me) 

So much jewelry, I got a million on (me) 

Versace down, these hoes keep kissing on (me) 

Yellow diamonds, dripping, pissing, say I rap explicit 

In the kitchen whipping, doing the dishes, I'm my own assistance 

I hit a lick so low cuffed on myself, then I took me to Lenox 

If you ain't getting no money with me then what you doing with me? 

Me, me, I only think of me 

Hoes say that I'm conceited cause it ain't a "we" 

I book the club and do the show, chop up the bag with me 

I cop the dope, then front the dope, then me come shop with me 

On the TV watching me, in a Bentley listening to me 

I'm my own stylist, I'm dressing me; I'm my own goon, I'm shooting for me 

I'm so turnt I'm jocking me, you hating on me and I'm hating on me 

Watching you watching me, and she cheating on you and she cheating on me 

Me, me 

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Mimi, Mimi, me, yeah the bitch name Mimi, me 

Fucking and sucking me, but I know the bitch running game on me 

And she put the thang on me, why you put the blame on me? 

That's a shame on me, and her credit card on E, car on E 

So, yeah, she put her mouth on me 

Put it on freeze is a mini disease 

Powerful me, can you do it for me? 

Shopping for you like I'm shopping for me 

Like I'm trapping for you but I'm trapping for me 

Boss of a nigga but working for me 

Struggle for you but she cuddle for me 

Boss of my label, I'm rapping for me 

And where would I be if it wasn't for me? 

Tony Montana Six wasn't for me 

Wasn't for you and she wasn't for me 

Don't leave it to beaver, man, leave it to me 

Looking at me and I'm jam of the week 

Riding through the through with the top in the teeth 

Gucci Gambino, who talking to me? 

Baby Latino, she fine in some jeans 

Gucci bilingual, I'm talking to ti 

I got lean by the PT, but I'm serving me 

And they should name me De-me-trius cause all I think about is me 

MTV, that's Me TV 

HOV, but I'm ridin' just me 

One deep chilling in this damn RV 

With a touchdown, I'm a front this shit to me 

Give it to me, leave it to me 

You screaming, "Why did it happen to me?" 

Your girlfriend squirting and spitting on me 

I guess baby girl happy to see me 

Got a trapping disease, smoking disease 

Them hustlers ain't welcome? I'm happy to leave 

Your uncle and brother be coping for me 

10 bales of the weed in they family trees 

Snitch of the force, say you got it from me 

Average go broke it won't happen to me 

Don't got jumper but putting up the numbers 

So much cash I need another machine 

Rappers are fake, Gucci a G 

Who am I featuring? I'm featuring me 

Don't need a real manager, managing me 

Manage the dope and the we's and the lean 

Who the only one you trust? (me) 

CEO, so who I'm signed to? (me) 

When I got beef, man, who I run to? (me) 

She live with you, but why she riding with (me)? 

Bags of kush; who my weed man? (me) 

Pts, BTs, man, who my lean man? (me) 

So much jewelry, I got a million on (me) 

Versace down, these hoes keep kissing on (me)