Just Me - Jace!

Ayy, trap-trap-trap-trap-trap, ayy, trap, ayy, real Murda Worth shit, I'm talkin' 'bout
Ayy, mm-mm, mm-mm, I'm comin' straight from the trap, bitch, (trap), I'm comin' straight from the trap

Fuck that, I'm comin' straight from the trap (Trap, bitch, trap)
They be like "Jace, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm droppin' a bag" (Droppin' a bag)
They outside side by side (Side by side), slide through wit' the fire, I catch me a hat (Catch me a hat)
And these niggas be out they mind (Out they mind), when they try to act like I ain't they dad (I ain't they dad)
.223, and it shoot too fast (Shoot too fast)
He can't compete, his shit too ass (Shit too ass)
Bro in the mall, wit' a chopper and shit (Chopper and shit)
If he tweak in this bitch, then we choppin' his shit (Choppin' his shit)
They be fuckin' with Jace, he be talkin' his shit (Talkin' my shit)
It's the 5.56 and it came wit' a blick (Blick)
Only wanted a verse, but it came wit' a ticket (Came wit' a ticket)
Peel off on the laws, I be dodgin' the ticket (Dodgin' the ticket)
I stay strapped, like, cook it or ticket (Cook it or ticket)

That ain't no gas, he be rollin' up Swishers (Rollin' up Swishers) and smokin' on midget (Smokin' on midget)
The whole gang spinnin', I ain't talkin' fidget (I ain't talkin' fidget)
Broke ass nigga, pour Tris in Fiji (Trist in Fiji)
I make him mad, this shit too easy (This shit too easy)
Fuck the police, I feel like Eazy E (I feel like Eazy)
Bitch, I get me a deuce, then a cream from the Busy Bee (Busy Bee)
She suckin' dick, she look busy to me (She look busy to me)
When that bitch see me, she faint, that one easy to me (That one easy to me)
Pull up, pop out with a K, hit the beamer and leave (I hit the beamer and leave)
He actin' tough, got his heart in a sleeve (Got his heart in a sleeve)
If I ain't on a perc, I ain't fallin' asleep (I ain't fallin' asleep)
I only love my daughter and cheese, and my bitch, but that's just me (But that's just me)
You know I might pull up with the lemon squeeze, and it's hangin' off the XD (On the XD)
I hop in the stu', and I do it with ease, all of these niggas say that they can see (Say that they can see)
Brand new car and it came wit' no keys, you know I be pushin' that shit top speed (Pushin' that shit top speed, bitch)

Fuck that, I'm comin' straight from the trap (Trap, bitch, trap)
They be like "Jace, go slide", I be like, "Nah, I'm droppin' a bag" (Droppin' a bag)
They outside side by side (Side by side), slide through wit' the fire, I catch me a hat (Catch me a hat)
And these niggas be out they mind (Out they mind), when they try to act like I ain't they dad (I ain't they dad)
.223, and it shoot too fast (Shoot too fast)
He can't compete, his shit too ass (Shit too ass)
Bro in the mall, wit' a chopper and shit (Chopper and shit)
If he tweak in this bitch, then we choppin' his shit (Choppin' his shit)
They be fuckin' with Jace, he be talkin' his shit (Talkin' my shit)
It's the 5.56 and it came wit' a blick (Blick)
Only wanted a verse, but it came wit' a ticket (Came wit' a ticket)
Peel off on the laws, I be dodgin' the ticket (Dodgin' the ticket)
I stay strapped, like, cook it or ticket (Cook it or ticket)

Rollin' up Swishers and—, smokin' on midget
I ain't talkin' fidget
Yeah, Tris in Fiji
This shit too easy
I feel like Eazy
Busy Bee
She look busy to me