Lil Boosie - What About Me lyrics

This how they got me feeling right now, look, n***a what about, me, what about boo. They holla Juvi', they holla Jigga, they holla T.I.P. They holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look They holla Usher and that Lil Jon sh**, They hollerin' out I smoke I drank but I made that b**h They holla Manny, Baby, Wayne, and Jeezy Don't nobody holla Boosie like nobody don't believe me What about Eazy-E, yea he fading for sheezy What about Aaliyah, what about Soulja, what about O.D.B What about DMC, them Adidas on ya feet, g-nikes to gain ya height But me I keep it G, what about C-Loc, when I new I was cold I was that n***a on the camp like I was 10 years old They holla Flip, they holla Mike Jones, and holla Bone Crusher That's Reese and big song and I made headbusser, n***a what about, me That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my n***as chillin' Wishing that we had a million, What about, me, That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, What about me They holla Petey Pablo, and the rest of that sh** They holla Puff but I'm on that d**h Row sh** I'm on that never seen a man cry till you seen a man die That real faith sh** that make you go spray sh** They holla Romeo and Bow Wow but what about Lil' Boosie I want to star up in a movie with hoes in a jacuzzi I want to f** with Free and AJ and freestyle with Tigger Blow dope wit' Beanie Segel ride low in q regal I'm thuggin' and them major labels know that So they figure if they sign me one year later I'll have a toe tag, look They holla banner, they holla Ma$e, and they holla Trick But I know somebody know somebody 'bout that Boosie sh** This ain't no beef song, this what I see when BET on And MTV on I'm peeping ya holmes Hollering out lean back and lovers and friends But the hardest song to hit the streets was "n***a then", n***a what about, me That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my n***as chillin' Wishing that we had a million, What about, me, That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, What about me I'm trillville my damn self, I'm a one man army like Russel Simmons and Def Got people rubbing they hair, I still ain't forgave myself I'm feeling like tip, I'm tired of n***as in the cage I'm feeling like pimp Y'all n***as listening to these rappers, they liein' Don't think cause this n***a swole bruh, that this n***a soilder These n***as telling lies to ya, so April fools If you don't bump boo then the jokes on you 2 Live Crew, they started all that nasty sh** And Duck Down he started all that nasty b**h Tupac, told you bout the f**ing guns, jigga, Told ya how to put the work in the can and, run They holla skip and wacko, but them n***as they thug though And Youngbuck I got love for, but what about, me They gone feel this b**h here, All across the world, n***a what about, me That's how I'm feeling when I'm with my n***as chillin' Wishing that we had a million, What about, me, That's how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, What about me Say mane, I be feeling like, you know what I'm saying, somebody, Somewhere, gotta be hearing me, I should have been blowed up, I know I'm raw than a lot of these n***as out here, Think a n***a hating somewhere, I don't know what it is, I'ma keep it gutta though, I'm wildin' out, n***a what about, me