F.W.M
Where I came up I was all alone
Better put a crown next to me on your cell phone
Got niggas paying for the show just to see a god
Whats the time now tryna get to a z show
Guarantee that nigga right next to you, he know
Took my advice, and now that nigga making c notes
Fucking new hoes
Find the cool junks
Riding new roads
Cop two of those
Just to rock highs nines cooling lows
Click click click
Thats my dad took chip
Ima download it it it it it
Ride my dick dick dick
If you can't do that, then you can't do shit shit shit shit shit
I ain't hearing shit shit shit
If it ain't my bitch then it don't make sense sense sense sense
I had to figure me out
Had to plan in advance
Had to man my ship
I've already seen you tomorrow
I had you cooking and it taste like ugh
You don't know what being colorful is
You don't know what your element feel
Better get used to all them medical bills
My mama reasons theres a heaven for real
Thats for me
I don't need your help
You ain't my mama, don't need your approval
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
If its not you them me gotta represent for the real g
Even if it kills me(I really fuck with myself)
I love me, yeah Im guilty
Even when Im not me Im still me
I really fuck with my self
You ain't seen the things I've seen
Its the reason why the fuck I ain't mean
Yeah Im grinding(I really fuck with myself)
My life ain't really bout' me
So its time that I fucking change things
Better put a crown next to me on your cell phone
Got niggas paying for the show just to see a god
Whats the time now tryna get to a z show
Guarantee that nigga right next to you, he know
Took my advice, and now that nigga making c notes
Fucking new hoes
Find the cool junks
Riding new roads
Cop two of those
Just to rock highs nines cooling lows
Click click click
Thats my dad took chip
Ima download it it it it it
Ride my dick dick dick
If you can't do that, then you can't do shit shit shit shit shit
I ain't hearing shit shit shit
If it ain't my bitch then it don't make sense sense sense sense
I had to figure me out
Had to plan in advance
Had to man my ship
I've already seen you tomorrow
I had you cooking and it taste like ugh
You don't know what being colorful is
You don't know what your element feel
Better get used to all them medical bills
My mama reasons theres a heaven for real
Thats for me
I don't need your help
You ain't my mama, don't need your approval
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
I really fuck with my self
If its not you them me gotta represent for the real g
Even if it kills me(I really fuck with myself)
I love me, yeah Im guilty
Even when Im not me Im still me
I really fuck with my self
You ain't seen the things I've seen
Its the reason why the fuck I ain't mean
Yeah Im grinding(I really fuck with myself)
My life ain't really bout' me
So its time that I fucking change things
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Writer(s): Azizi Gibson
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