Just Me
Yeah
Always ending up in this position
Yeah
I guess I gotta learn how to listen
Back to back with myself like a competition
Tryna find a way out, gotta finish the mission
Lookin' in the mirror like, is this really me?
So concerned about what everybody want me to be
Never used to care about the image you see
But when I play the role you need
Shit, you look happy to me
Yeah
I guess that's the issue, people say they miss you
But when you down and out ain't nobody there with a tissue,
Only you can fix you
Only you gon get you
Only you know all the shit you been through
Yeah
I run my own race
And I got road rage
So I'm never ever going at a slow pace
I'm that liquor that you drinking but with no chase
I'm the enemy you made when you were 2 faced
Blowing my phone up, no I don't wanna check it
You think I'm still with you, but homie you can forget it
You don't seem to get the message
Got my patience being tested
You know I don't slow down, gotta watch for the wreckage
Play with my ends, and you end it with me
You hide it from me, I'ma do it for free
Now we'll see
How it's gon' be
It used to be 3
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Played with my ends, so now it's just me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You showin up now but it's too late to fix it
Lifestyle and my girl, I can never mix it
Iced out, drugged out, don't appeal to me
When I tell you I'm a rapper, you will never believe it
Try to set the bar high and you gon watch how I beat it
No Relent on the track boy I'm never defeated
Yeah
You don't see what I see
You can't be what I be
You just act in the open for all the people to see
Honestly I always thought that you'd be real with me,
Gotta stop adding people to my family tree
Yeah
Take it how you wanna
I got a hot head like we're in the middle of summer
Stop living like a gangster like you some kinda gunner
Too impatient with the pace like you some kinda runner
Ha
It was good when we were parked up in the driveway
I feel like I never handled it the right way
No exceptions for nobody that's what I say
Yeah, now it's my way or the high way
Blowing my phone up, no I don't wanna check it
You think I'm still with you, but homie you can forget it
You don't seem to get the message
Got my patience being tested
You know I don't slow down, gotta watch for the wreckage
Play with my ends, and you end it with me
You hide it from me, I'ma do it for free
Now we'll see
How it's gon' be
It used to be 3
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Played with my ends, so now it's just me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Always ending up in this position
Yeah
I guess I gotta learn how to listen
Back to back with myself like a competition
Tryna find a way out, gotta finish the mission
Lookin' in the mirror like, is this really me?
So concerned about what everybody want me to be
Never used to care about the image you see
But when I play the role you need
Shit, you look happy to me
Yeah
I guess that's the issue, people say they miss you
But when you down and out ain't nobody there with a tissue,
Only you can fix you
Only you gon get you
Only you know all the shit you been through
Yeah
I run my own race
And I got road rage
So I'm never ever going at a slow pace
I'm that liquor that you drinking but with no chase
I'm the enemy you made when you were 2 faced
Blowing my phone up, no I don't wanna check it
You think I'm still with you, but homie you can forget it
You don't seem to get the message
Got my patience being tested
You know I don't slow down, gotta watch for the wreckage
Play with my ends, and you end it with me
You hide it from me, I'ma do it for free
Now we'll see
How it's gon' be
It used to be 3
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Played with my ends, so now it's just me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You showin up now but it's too late to fix it
Lifestyle and my girl, I can never mix it
Iced out, drugged out, don't appeal to me
When I tell you I'm a rapper, you will never believe it
Try to set the bar high and you gon watch how I beat it
No Relent on the track boy I'm never defeated
Yeah
You don't see what I see
You can't be what I be
You just act in the open for all the people to see
Honestly I always thought that you'd be real with me,
Gotta stop adding people to my family tree
Yeah
Take it how you wanna
I got a hot head like we're in the middle of summer
Stop living like a gangster like you some kinda gunner
Too impatient with the pace like you some kinda runner
Ha
It was good when we were parked up in the driveway
I feel like I never handled it the right way
No exceptions for nobody that's what I say
Yeah, now it's my way or the high way
Blowing my phone up, no I don't wanna check it
You think I'm still with you, but homie you can forget it
You don't seem to get the message
Got my patience being tested
You know I don't slow down, gotta watch for the wreckage
Play with my ends, and you end it with me
You hide it from me, I'ma do it for free
Now we'll see
How it's gon' be
It used to be 3
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Now it's just me
Played with my ends, so now it's just me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Nick Jacobs
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