Myself

I been going through some pain
I'm at war with myself
I was messing with plenty women
It was fucking up my health
Had to tell myself must change
Hit myself with my own belt
So lately it's been fuck you and everybody else
I said I wouldn't play you and was playin with myself
I said I wouldn't hurt you and was fucking up myself
I said I wouldn't trade you and was giving up myself
However know I'm grateful because I'm praying for myself
Big bro had told me lil bro it's okay to be alone
I told him that I get it now that I done gotten old
Sometimes I find my peace when I be on that back road
Because lately I been stressing trying to write out my wrongs
I say I'm Gucci all the time I ain't talking designer
Had this one Zeta on my line always said she was finer
I would talk to her all the time but I had wrong desires
I would say that I was on the way but was sleeping with Lila
I know you really trying to fade I won't do you like wilder
You got a reason for a fade because I know I was wilding
Since I grown out my fade ain't been looking too childish
I lied to you in your face said I ain't know about it
Mad that you put your trust in me



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Writer(s): Jonathan Bell
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