Envy Me (remix) Lyrics - Montana Of 300

[Verse] 

Rap God, bitch they envy me (Woo, woo) 

I'm way up out these rappers league (Woo, woo) 

They say I'm just what Hip-Hop need (True, true) 

Punchlines hittin' harder than Creed 

Who fuckin' with me nigga, no one ask Alicia Keys 

Play games, pull up like Need for Speed (Skrrt) 

You'll see this center shoot, Joel Embiid (Bop) 

I'll put you underground like planting seeds 

If I ain't with the gang, I'm still with my gun, bitch what was you thinking? 

Don't care if I'm out of the game and watching my son, my nigga I'm squeezing, yeah 

Since I was a youngin' I knew I was it before I put my feet in 

Everything that I'm seeing, I already seen it 'cause I used to dream it, yeah 

Moving weight like a Kingpin, 25 in my wheat Timbs 

Stick on me like hockey 'cause I had some goals that I had to defend, yeah 

If you really a shooter, why talk on computers, my nigga let's link then 

They say they want beef then when I pull up on 'em they vegan 

He better chill, he don't wanna get left, I ain't T-Boz, I'm creepin' 

I will come while you sleepin', you don't want me to sneak in 

I'm smackin' a opp with the back of a Glock and I'm knockin' his teeth in 

Talking bout he was tweakin', talking bout he ain't mean it 

Guess he thought it was sweet then, now he see I don't pretend 

Yeah I took his soul, he got offed like the weekend 

Used to live in a crack house, I felt like I was strapped down 

The rock versus my OG, she went through more matches than SmackDown 

Had to fight through the pain and fight through the rain but I never tapped out 

Found myself in a trap house, started moving them packs out 

I ain't no capper but I had that bitch open just like a frat house 

Since it looked like the fast route, I thought I had it all mapped out 

This game is a gamble, seen too many niggas that crapped out 

I ran into 12, had to fight a few cases, thought it was my last round 

Better go check my background, I still can't put the gat down 

Had to bury some niggas, they homies that's living know just how I got down, yeah 

Just 'cause I'm a dad now, don't think I won't come blow your ass down 

I don't care what you stand for, 40 blam, you get sat down 

If a bitch nigga act wild, put that 40 to him like Stackhouse 

Apologies to my mother and father 'cause I was a bad child 

But both of 'em could brag now, I'm an entrepreneur and I rap now 

I be poppin' them tags now, my pockets was empty, they fat now 

I'm Saint Nick with the bag now, bitches wanna sit on my lap now 

Bitches see I'm a big dog, wanna give me that cat now 

Got so much green on me they think I'm the Hulk, yeah they want me to smash now 

They be searching my name up, they feeling me just like a pat down 

The best rapper alive, it should be a crime the way that I spaz out 

And bitch I'm so hot if God send me to hell then the Devil gon' pass out, ay 

Coming with them clips when I trail a nigga, you don't really wanna get a sneak peek 

Got the Smith & Wesson out here teaching lessons, that bitch talking to 'em like it teach speech 

Lettin' Glocks off, knockin' socks off, had to air him out like his feet stink 

Put him under ground, call it deep sleep, his homies straighten up like a neat freak 

I got big bucks, she wanna get fucked 'cause my money taller than the Greek Freak 

Before drill music I was 300, ain't got shit with dude Chief Keef 

I am so goat, flow so dope, so potent, I could make the beat weak 

Rappers study me 'cause I got all the answers, when I write it's like I got a cheat sheet 

Rap God bless you like you just sneezed 

I think you niggas know by now I do this shit with ease 

Man, everything I ever made a fuckin' masterpiece 

I'm independent not like Young Dolph, but like Master P 

Might drop a bag up on my baby, that shit ain't a thing 

You know I like my bitches fancy like I'm Jamie King 

From 2822, my hood was the PC's 

I was a juvenile bumpin' that 400 Degreez 

Real killer talking, watch me rub it in like Vaseline 

I had to jet after I gave him the whole magazine 

Don't doubt the God, don't doubt the squad, shout out to FGE 

That's WunTayk, T-O-3, J Real, Jayln, and No Fatigue, yeah 

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[Outro] 

Rap God, FGE shit, you already know what it is 

New album on the way, May 20th 

Views from the General's Helmet 

Man get ready, man, FGE shit, man, squad 

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