Plies - Heard of Me Lyrics:
Not a typical ni**a bruh
Boy I think I`m finna go all the way in on this one
One thang about me homeboy I don`t play no muthaf**kin` games
You better understand me playa, yeah
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Kept it muthaf**kin` gutta from day one
Right now homie the streets where I run
How am I this hot, no award I ain`t won?
`Cause I ain`t a industry ni**a alright son
But you will pay me for what I`ve done
Keep ya industry relationships `cause I don`t want none
Don`t want the fame of this s**t you can have hun`
Shoulda just a took the money and just run
That`s how a real ni**a play it where I`m from
Stay and get the whole thang and then sum
I done sold gold, what`s next platinum?
Done sold over a million records, ain`t that som`?
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Ni**a since me everybody body claiming real
Most you ni**as pussy that`s how I feel
To be the best rapper you gotta tell lies
So I couldn`t be that `cause I don`t fantasize
How you cookin` dope you wearin` suites `n` ties
This industry a joke choosin` ain`t publicized
Since I don`t go to your parties you don`t f**k wit Plies
To all my fans I apologize
They want me to cross over, f**k that side
I`m just a real ni**a out of Ft. Myers
I got principles ni**a that`s what I live by
Ain`t had rap feature and I`m still alive
Not one my third album, is you surprised?
Worth my investment ask, ask Atlantic Records
Do I let s**t slide, ringtone number`s 1.5
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Corporate scared of me `cause I ain`t safe
They don`t know what the f**k what I might say
Them the type of games that they play
I don`t wear tight jeans and I don`t rock shades
I`m a trend setter, I go my own way
How many artists on radio that the streets praise?
You can stop countin` question was easy
Ever heard a ni**a that say f**k me?
Ni**a either a rapper or he wannabe
Just want me to kill em on dawg G.P
They say I ain`t lyrical, well I`m sorry B
Dropped out of college ain`t earned my degree
But at my bank they love me
His favorite rapper ain`t hot he mad at me
I can make `em hot for a small fee
The streets don`t want em I`m sorry
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Boy I think I`m finna go all the way in on this one
One thang about me homeboy I don`t play no muthaf**kin` games
You better understand me playa, yeah
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Kept it muthaf**kin` gutta from day one
Right now homie the streets where I run
How am I this hot, no award I ain`t won?
`Cause I ain`t a industry ni**a alright son
But you will pay me for what I`ve done
Keep ya industry relationships `cause I don`t want none
Don`t want the fame of this s**t you can have hun`
Shoulda just a took the money and just run
That`s how a real ni**a play it where I`m from
Stay and get the whole thang and then sum
I done sold gold, what`s next platinum?
Done sold over a million records, ain`t that som`?
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Ni**a since me everybody body claiming real
Most you ni**as pussy that`s how I feel
To be the best rapper you gotta tell lies
So I couldn`t be that `cause I don`t fantasize
How you cookin` dope you wearin` suites `n` ties
This industry a joke choosin` ain`t publicized
Since I don`t go to your parties you don`t f**k wit Plies
To all my fans I apologize
They want me to cross over, f**k that side
I`m just a real ni**a out of Ft. Myers
I got principles ni**a that`s what I live by
Ain`t had rap feature and I`m still alive
Not one my third album, is you surprised?
Worth my investment ask, ask Atlantic Records
Do I let s**t slide, ringtone number`s 1.5
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?
Corporate scared of me `cause I ain`t safe
They don`t know what the f**k what I might say
Them the type of games that they play
I don`t wear tight jeans and I don`t rock shades
I`m a trend setter, I go my own way
How many artists on radio that the streets praise?
You can stop countin` question was easy
Ever heard a ni**a that say f**k me?
Ni**a either a rapper or he wannabe
Just want me to kill em on dawg G.P
They say I ain`t lyrical, well I`m sorry B
Dropped out of college ain`t earned my degree
But at my bank they love me
His favorite rapper ain`t hot he mad at me
I can make `em hot for a small fee
The streets don`t want em I`m sorry
May never see me on the cover of a magazine
`Cause I ain`t willin` to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me `cause they can`t f**k me
I`m who these hataz hate to the third degree
They say I`m too gutta homie for TV
I`m who these white folks don`t want they kids to see
But I`m the new owner of these f**kin` streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you heard of me?