Type I Am

[Produced by OZ] [Verse 1] Sending butt naked pictures of my ex to my Uncle fresh up out the joint 12 years gone, now my nigga home On the same shit, I can hear it in his voice Itching to go and get it, tryna flex on his ex bitch Told him I don’t see the point It’s already crystal clear that she ain’t shit Cause if she was she would’ve waited but she had a baby boy I told him fuck that bitch, she's in the Taurus We gone go and hit the lot and cop the new Rolls Royce Slip her a band every now and then, told him play it like a boss We gone go and get the pistol, [?] joy Then when them 6 months over at the halfway house Imma move you to the A and Imma hand you a house So you ain’t got to worry about stacking you an ounce Tell em your nephew had you if they ask you about it [Hook] That’s the type of nigga I am, that’s the type of nigga I am That’s the type of nigga I am, that’s the type of nigga I am That’s the type of nigga I am, that’s the type of nigga I am That’s the type of nigga I am, that’s just the type of nigga I am [Verse 2] I bumped my head and burned my hand back in high school Had some pussy niggas in my crew True color showed when the pressure came on Had a homie fall victim to a Jew Caught a first degree assault charge, lost some scholarships And even worse they had me on breaking news I was facing three years and I probably would of did the whole three If I wasn’t with Al Farouq So put the blame on Que, make him seem like the bad guy They turned a homie to an op Like he wasn’t in my crib eating Going weeks at a time in the same dirty ass socks Kima treat em like her own son, he lucky I ain’t snapped Fuck around and get his big ass popped Letting them Wake Forest coaches do him like a robot And I still was hoping he made it straight to the top Cause at the end of the day [Hook] [Verse 3] Fuck your handout, nigga don’t do shit for me I don’t want no favors from a nigga Even if I was lost in one of the seven seas I wouldn’t ask for y’all to save a nigga Something simple, like just asking for a light Now that nigga think you owe him something And don't just happen to luck up and hit the lottery Better you expect for you to throw em something It’s a sick world that we living in ‘Specially when you get to thinking when them drugs start kicking in So fuck your two cents, I don’t want you chipping in Rather say I did it by myself when we in the end I ain’t never been a [?] type of nigga That I hop off in your pic on some shit Just to be seen Think about it, that’s probably why you never see me in none of those pics getting posted up on IG [Hook]