Lyrics I Mean - MJaye
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
Mean,
I
Mean
I
Mean,
I
Mean
Yeah
They
all
want
my
spot
In
some
way
shape
form
or
fashion
But
every
time
they
think
they're
close
I'm
Just
overlapping
Running
circles
around
you
basics
And
I
can
get
mean
like
the
plastics
You
don't
want
for
me
to
cause
a
scene
That
shit'll
be
tragic
Funny
how
you
chose
these
hoes
and
now
they
all
vanished
You
fell
for
the
illusion
now
look
at
you
saddened
Could've
had
an
empress
it's
clear
you
didn't
know
how
to
bag
it
Fucking
with
these
peasants
now
you
on
the
curb
Where
the
trash
sit
Who
fucking
with
me
Who
doing
it
like
me
Who
writing
like
me
Funeral
these
hoes
deceased
aye
Who
fucking
with
me
Who
doing
it
like
me
Who
writing
like
me
Who
spitting
like
me
Funeral
these
hoes
deceased
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
Gave
you
all
of
me
and
all
you
left
me
with
was
pieces
As
much
as
I
love
to
do
jigsaw
I
don't
like
picking
up
the
pieces
Though
I'm
grateful
for
you
still
now
I'm
moving
with
precision
Can't
let
you
keep
this
cycle
open
with
me
is
where
it's
ending
So
I'm
humbly
walking
away
faithfully
waiting
for
the
day
But
to
continue
playing
it
cool
would
be
one
big
fucking
charade
Can't
lie
like
you're
not
where
I
wanna
be
But
I
won't
lie
like
this
ain't
hurting
me
If
you
only
had
eyes
for
me
Now
I'm
done
being
clueless
No
more
being
foolish
You
gone
have
to
prove
yourself
to
me
Baby
I'm
Kwing
I
told
you
call
me
your
majesty
Foolish
ass
nigga
why
don't
you
see
that
there's
no
playing
me
Nothing
you
do
get
pass,
behind,
or
even,
o-over,
or
under
me
Who
fucking
with
me
Who
doing
it
like
me
Who
writing
like
me
Funeral
these
hoes
deceased
aye
Who
fucking
with
me
Who
doing
it
like
me
Who
writing
like
me
Who
spitting
like
me
Funeral
these
hoes
deceased
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
I
mean
Yeah,
Yeah
Yeh
Yeah
Yah
These
hoes
can't
see
me
Even
if
they
have
twenty
twenty
vision
Got
that
harbor,
got
that
h20
That's
why
he
sippin
Nigga
under
me
just
like
a
puppy
He
so
smitten
Know
he
love
my
kitten
He
love
the
way
its
sittin
Got
that
phatty
if
I
put
it
on
yo
nigga
He
addicted
like
it's
crack
All
y'all
hoes
wack
you
ain't
got
no
flow
bars
or
body
All
y'all
bitches
built
bad
I
ain't
got
no
time
for
a
lame
ass
hoe
think
they
seeing
me
Which
hoe
on
that
Cause
I
slit
hoes
throats
with
these
bars
And
they
know
I'm
the
goat
thats
Fuh
Fuh
Facts
Shittin
on
these
bitches
verbal
diarrhea
And
these
hoes
steady
hatin
But
they
can't
match
my
criteria
I
switch
it
up
so
easily
None
of
these
hoes
seeing
me
Hit
em
with
a
five
knuckle
shuffle
if
they
get
too
close
Hoes
steady
acting
like
they
don't
know
who
the
G-O-A-T
M-J-A-Y-E
been
the
muhfuhkin
goat
hoe
Yeah
Yeh
Yah
I
Mean
I
Mean
I
Mean

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