Heard of me

Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me)

Boy I think I'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me)

One thing about me home boy I don't play no muthafuckin games (have you heard of me)

Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one right now homie the streets

I run how am this hot and a award I ain't won

cause I ain't a industry nigga alright son

but you will pay me for what I've done take tha industry relationship

cause I don't want none don't want the fame of this shit

you can have it shoulda just took tha money and then run

that ain't how a real nigga play it where I'm from stay

and get the whole thing and then sum I dun sold gold

what's next platinum dun sold ova a million records ain't that sumthin

refrão:

May neva see me on tha cover of a magazine

cause I ain't willin 2 kiss be seen copperate mad at me

cause dey can't fuck me I'm who these haterz hatin

I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 T.V.

I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see

but I'm the new owners of these fuckin streets go

by tha name of plies have you heard of me.

Erre since me erre body claiming real most you niggas pussy

that's how I feel can be the best rapper an gotta tell lies

I couldn't be dat cause all I do is fantasize how you cookin dope you wearin suites n ties

This industry a joke they publicize just don't go to yo parties

if you don't fuck with plies to all my fans I apologize

Want me to cross ova fuck dat side jus a real nigga out of Ft. Meyers

I got principles nigga dats wat I live by

I ain't got rap feature and I'm still alive

not 1 my 3 album is you suprised worth my investment

ask atlantic records do I let shit slide ring tone numbas 1.5

refrão

Copperate scared of me cause I ain't safe dey don't know

wat da fuck dat I might say in da type of game dat they play

I don't wear tight jeans or rock shades umma trendsetter

I go my own way I make it hard on the radio

dat the streets praise you can stop countin on questions

dese days ever heard of a nigga dat say fuck me nigga

either a rapper or a wannabe jus want me to kill em on gp

say I ain't lyrical well I'm sorry be dropped out of college

ain't earned my degree but at my bank dey love me his favorite rapper

ain't hot but he mad at me I can make me hot for a small fee

da streets don't want em I'm sorry.