You Got Me Letra

You always told me I was out of line
But respect you get is when you give me
Mine
They thought I was joking I'm going in
Dont put me against them I'm gonnna win
Windy City a Chicagoan, till the death, if you want it I got it
If I’m going for the lead I’m beat the brakes off, I’m may-weather with hands can’t just shake off
I ain’t bending over for nothing this cannon he can’t cough
I’m on given them hope to break the chains off
Derek already told me to take off
Forget what they say, they hate they ain't raw
You looking at the battle up ahead I ain’t lost
His word you can’t coin or flip they can’t toss
I doubted this for a long time
You had me waiting near the phone lines
To walk through the doors of opportunities
You always told me I should own mine
Never right or the wrong time
Had me waiting near the phone lines (Yeah)
Should I pick up the riiiiiiiing
Frodo baggins with the phone line

First I had to get their attention (Yeah)
And then I had to get my respect (Yeah)
For a long time they ain’t care to listen
I got a - head now I’m gunning for the neck
Switch back, home team like Bron, king
Now I gotta shoot like Kobe
I got pull in ya city, my lawd
Haters wanna see me weak, like a slow leak
I’m in this to win this it’s competition
Use to want it so bad I had intervention, I’m not hurting for fame or for getting mentioned, I'm just whipping the bass, you can check the kitchen
Had me trippin' all night with it
Distorted vision lost sight with it
The Lord had to get right with me
Broke me down and put life in me
Aye tell me but really what they know
I made it I ain’t got a bankroll
I go where the spirit may say go
Put all my partners on payroll
You don't even even gotta rep the set
Aye, aye
I put in work till my death
I won't beg for your help
I’m taking shots till none left

Ooh yeah
You got me, you got me
I swear you got me, you got me
Ooh but that won't stop me no stopping (No, no, no, no!)
I ain't stopping no stopping
Whoa
I had to run it up (Aye, run it up!)
I had to run it up
I'm saying ooh yeah
You got me, you got me
Yeah you got me, you got me
Whoa

Don’t got times for these haters they won’t get a breath/
Won’t get a step /
I’m lying again /
Seeing the enemy win /
Seeing a friend of me win /
Yeah, yeah
I guess I need more competition /
This my kind of composition /
Rappers be like politicians /
They lying I got no pot to piss in /
I’m pissed so I go to God on my knees /
Don’t trip, I could see a fraud with ease /
I’m tripping out, I got a triple now /
Feeling like Quentin, feeling like quitting/
But that was last week for doc hit my line /
Doubt hit my line like, uh
I got no time, I got no skill /
I got no talent, I gotta pay the bills /
They wishing me ill, not wishing me well /
They think that’ll fail, they think that I’m frail /
I could see it in the eye /
Jealousy is they demise /
Yeah, uh
I been up for like 7 days /
Dropped the slums and messed up the wave /
You better die to your hating ways /
Why? cause I’m blessed up you lames / like uh

Yeah you got me
Thought you had me
This where I begin
I've been fighting in the trenches tryna be the Man
If I was down they said I never would come up again (Up again)
So I had to get the back and show them who I am
Ooh
I had to run it up (Aye, run it up!)
I had to run it up
I'm saying ooh yeah
You got me, you got me
Yeah you got me, you got me
Whoa