By Myself
Did it all by myself
Did it all by myself
Did it all by myself
(Yea)
I'm all alone by myself, I can handle it
People tryna take me down but I won't let em
Did it all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
What you tryna tell me? I ain't doing nothing wrong
Folks over there looking at me with the gun
Did it all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
No, I ain't scared of love but it just follows me
No, I ain't scared of overdosing on these pills, I take everyday
Yeah, I hate the pain
Yeah, I hate the pain the pain
Why you tryna act like you don't even know me
I did this all by myself, yeah I get to the bread all by myself
I do this shit all by myself
I got these people following me
But they don't even know me
Tryna look through me
But you can't cause you can't see anything
I got these dollars or euros I can count
Cause it's too much amount hands full of booties and money
And too much on my mind
Got a song with my homie Jayden bout to drop on my fucking mind
We getting the bag, getting the bread, stacking our way up
YDN we stay on top
Bout to make these bitches bounce
Up on top, up on top, yeah up on top
Did it all by myself
Did it all by myself
Did it all by myself
(Yea)
I'm all alone by myself, I can handle it
People tryna take me down but I won't let em
Did it all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
What you tryna tell me? I ain't doing nothing wrong
Folks over there looking at me with the gun
Did it all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
No, I ain't scared of love but it just follows me
No, I ain't scared of overdosing on these pills, I take everyday
Yeah, I hate the pain
Yeah, I hate the pain the pain
Why you tryna act like you don't even know me
I did this all by myself, yeah I get to the bread all by myself
I do this shit all by myself
I got these people following me
But they don't even know me
Tryna look through me
But you can't cause you can't see anything
I got these dollars or euros I can count
Cause it's too much amount hands full of booties and money
And too much on my mind
Got a song with my homie Jayden bout to drop on my fucking mind
We getting the bag, getting the bread, stacking our way up
YDN we stay on top
Bout to make these bitches bounce
Up on top, up on top, yeah up on top
Did it all by myself
Credits
Writer(s): Brayden Melvin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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