Stay To Myself
I get money because
That bread distract
Me from pain &
I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
All of them long nights
I stayed up nigga
You was sleep
Yo brotherhood with the Greeks
My brotherhood with the streets
Imma leader
I don't play for Kansas City
But my niggas made me a chief
Niggas biting my style
With no teeth
Only time that I'm playing
Is when it's for keeps
And Issa cold world
They done gave me anemia
They crucify me on the media
My girl telling people I beat on her
Cause she think that I'm out
Tryna cheat on her
If you played yo position
You wouldn't be worried bout
No other bitches
I be tryna help you
I be tryna guide you
But you don't know
How to shut up & listen
But she act like she knows it all
When you grind like this
You pose to ball
I'm quick to get up
But I'm slow to fall
This pain I'm cant cope it all
Ain't nobody
Gone hold me back but me
I went back to jail
I went back college
But I ain't never go back asleep
I get money
Because that bread distract
Me from pain
& I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
I get money
Because that bread distract
Me from pain
& I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
That bread distract
Me from pain &
I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
All of them long nights
I stayed up nigga
You was sleep
Yo brotherhood with the Greeks
My brotherhood with the streets
Imma leader
I don't play for Kansas City
But my niggas made me a chief
Niggas biting my style
With no teeth
Only time that I'm playing
Is when it's for keeps
And Issa cold world
They done gave me anemia
They crucify me on the media
My girl telling people I beat on her
Cause she think that I'm out
Tryna cheat on her
If you played yo position
You wouldn't be worried bout
No other bitches
I be tryna help you
I be tryna guide you
But you don't know
How to shut up & listen
But she act like she knows it all
When you grind like this
You pose to ball
I'm quick to get up
But I'm slow to fall
This pain I'm cant cope it all
Ain't nobody
Gone hold me back but me
I went back to jail
I went back college
But I ain't never go back asleep
I get money
Because that bread distract
Me from pain
& I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
I get money
Because that bread distract
Me from pain
& I get geeked off them drugs
Until I'm high as a plane
I tried to show you some love
You threw that shit down the drain
& I stay to myself
Nobody real as they claim
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Writer(s): Isaiah Carter
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