ON ME

I'm the man they got it counting on
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me 
Yeah
On me got it on me 
Not a strap or pack 
I swing like I got ears of collie 
Crack to crack I knock your teeth out 
Need some dentures when you eat now
No sugar rice or peas now
Need that flour whitened clean out uh 
Powder
Coke coke coke coke
Everywhere I look around see dope dope
Red eyes 
Blowing bags on bags 
Like a bitch who loves her tags
With the names just like her dad's yeah
Tommy calvin louis fad
That's a daddy issued strap
Purses empty in the bag 
Damn that bag is like a bitch
Who's been pretty on the map
Need more character than that uh
I'm the man they got it counting on
Hoping I put down a stack that they can step upon
Make forty thousand racks and not a cent is from a song
Think how imma act when imma know what's going on
And they feeling on they feeling on me
Head expand cause they back to back all leaning on me
Build the back I carry on despite the demons on me
On me on me on me 
Yeah
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on me
On me on me on
Me