Myself
They gone think I'm crazy
I be talkin to myself
But I'm talking to a boss whenever
I'm talkin to myself
They gone take you out
Therefore I stick to myself
If you put me anywhere
better be the top shelf
Nigga I just want the guap
And nun else
So if this don't takeoff bitch
I'm gone do something else
Tryna go legit
Bro want me back in drug sales
Gotta get this money
So I'm like fuck it oh well
I'm chasing fetti, I can't be no has been
Smoking heavy, I don't need no aspirin
Niggas jelly, Why they mad at me
I feel like melly, different personalities
They see I'm ready, but I know they doubted me
A fuckin star is what they found in me
My mama call my phone she say she
Proud of me
Last year I couldn't even get a "feat"
This ain't no bakery
So don't think shit is sweet
I ain't tryna fuck yo B
I'm way out her league
I'm ballin elite
I'm callin the freaks
Even though I know I don't need to
I just wanna see
If these hoes really really ran through
I want you on top I'm tryna understand you
The booty brand new, she actin brand new
I'm to hot to be out here being a fan boo
They gone think I'm crazy
I be talkin to myself
But I'm talking to a boss whenever
I'm talkin to myself
They gone take you out
Therefore I stick to myself
If you put me anywhere
Better be the top shelf
Nigga I just want the guap
And nun else
So if this don't takeoff bitch
I'm gone do something else
Tryna go legit
Bro want me back in drug sales
Gotta get this money
So I'm like fuck it oh well
I be talkin to myself
But I'm talking to a boss whenever
I'm talkin to myself
They gone take you out
Therefore I stick to myself
If you put me anywhere
better be the top shelf
Nigga I just want the guap
And nun else
So if this don't takeoff bitch
I'm gone do something else
Tryna go legit
Bro want me back in drug sales
Gotta get this money
So I'm like fuck it oh well
I'm chasing fetti, I can't be no has been
Smoking heavy, I don't need no aspirin
Niggas jelly, Why they mad at me
I feel like melly, different personalities
They see I'm ready, but I know they doubted me
A fuckin star is what they found in me
My mama call my phone she say she
Proud of me
Last year I couldn't even get a "feat"
This ain't no bakery
So don't think shit is sweet
I ain't tryna fuck yo B
I'm way out her league
I'm ballin elite
I'm callin the freaks
Even though I know I don't need to
I just wanna see
If these hoes really really ran through
I want you on top I'm tryna understand you
The booty brand new, she actin brand new
I'm to hot to be out here being a fan boo
They gone think I'm crazy
I be talkin to myself
But I'm talking to a boss whenever
I'm talkin to myself
They gone take you out
Therefore I stick to myself
If you put me anywhere
Better be the top shelf
Nigga I just want the guap
And nun else
So if this don't takeoff bitch
I'm gone do something else
Tryna go legit
Bro want me back in drug sales
Gotta get this money
So I'm like fuck it oh well
Credits
Writer(s): Cain Marko
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