Immanuel Jordan Rich - F.Y.M. lyrics

[Verse 1] They see me, tell me who that is, I gotta see it I heard she rappin' man I thought she was a singer But they don't know me, no I'm not the next Aaliyah No I'm not my sister either like n***a let me be Mila I say oh god, oh god, I know these n***as gon' feel me The paparazzi gon' flock to me all my b**hes is with me I know they hate it, they b**hin cause they gon say they don't get it I'm puttin' on my 11's and puttin' on for my city And I'm like [Chorus] f** you mean, I'm on the road I got it f** you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' f** you mean, f** you mean f** you mean, I'm on the road What the f** you mean I make 'em wanna do it like I do it And now they tryna do it like I do it I seen em tryna do it like I do it But can't nobody do it like I do it, oh no [Verse 2] Now I got 'em fighting for my features, oh no b**h I got em tweaking, all my sh** is all dope You can go and tell 'em that I got it yall know But ain't no tellin' 12 keep that sh** from 5-0 And b**hes be artificial, they wannabe's wantin' to be like me so it's like me versus impression me Honestly if they had all the rubbers, they couldn't f** with me All these b**hes my children you n***as fighting for custody I go to London the n***as out there be loving me Now everybody going to run and see why they f** with me I'm on a mission remember there's only one of me Running sh** til I feel like the finish line right in front of me For real, n***a! [Chorus] f** you mean, I'm on the road I got it f** you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' f** you mean, f** you mean f** you mean, I'm on the road What the f** you mean I make 'em wanna do it like I do it And now they tryna do it like I do it I seen them tryna do it like I do it But can't nobody do it like I do it, oh no [Verse 3] Pressure getting heavy they ain't ready, oh no Been reppin' LA let them n***a all know Tell 'em don't forget it they just false, all show Put them n***as in they feelings and I leave em heartbroke Hold the photos who droppin' sh** with no promo When I been pushing the limit I got these n***as like hold up They had me waiting, the sh** was moving in slow-mo Say they was holding me back and tryna keep it on the low low Like oh no don't go to sleep on me n***a you gon miss it If they don't give it , I take it n***a is gone missing Keep that ambition and do this sh** how I feel it, they trippin' I tried to tell 'em but n***as just don't listen, oh! f** you mean, I'm on the road I got it f** you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' f** you mean, f** you mean f** you mean, I'm on the road What the f** you mean I make 'em wanna do it like I do it And now they tryna do it like I do it I seen em tryna do it like I do it But can't nobody do it like I do it, oh no