By Myself

Oh yea fasho that's wassup
These niggas be talking too much
Don't give two fucks bout what y'all do
Cuz you niggas not doing enough
Moving too lowkey inside my city
Now I'm finna turn dih bitch up
My bitch hate me
But she still love me
She comin over to fuck
Shit can get wicked
Really quickly
I just want money
Still won't make a difference
Rather have stock inside the Detroit Pistons
If they don't go up then I'm buying in Memphis
Keep it solid
No lyin in dis bitch
I can spot a goofy from a distance
Watch me blow up in a instant
Pull up double M truck like who is this

...Lemme catch my breath
I'm on top of the world
I'm on top of you peasants
So I'm taking my time
Yea step by step
Never need you hoes
Never needed nobody
All the chains on my neck
Like a treasure chest
I get lost in nirvana
Never had a problem
I'm the best I guess

Finna get high in dis bitch
Like a snipe in dis bitch
Keeping shit tight in dis bitch
I'm living VLone & I'm dying VLone
I'm the only person I like in dih bitch
Tryna get right in dih bitch
Turn this shit on
Like a light in dih bitch

Shoutout to the gang but I feel like I did all alone
Did it all by myself
Turnt nothing to something
Making hits from the unknown
Literally by myself
I ain't worried bout nothin
All these weirdo niggas they phony
Made it all by myself
Stop tryna be cool nigga
Knowin we are not homies
Literally by myself



Credits
Writer(s): Khalid Buckley
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