Myself Lyrics

Ayo Pluto, you goin' brazy D-Mack on the fuckin' track

Fuckin' track, fuckin' track, fuckin' track, fuckin' track

This RLE on my arm just ain't a Tat to me

Trappin' on a Sunday with a Bible, that shit blasphemy

Flames the other half of me, and I know he blast fa me

Scared to find true love, and end it with a tragedy

Ain't nothin' like my daughter love, she love me unconditionally

Trappin' on the regular, no matter what conditions be

Rain, sleet, hail, snow, we don't sleep, hell no

Middle finger, fuck 12, it's a snitch that all the bitches love

And the solid niggas comment on his picture like he real too

Got these niggas dyin' off these pills too

Y'all pop them like they real too

Fake lean, yall sip it like it's real too

Back in 2015, we checked the seal, ooh

I just pray my niggas still do

Say, I ain't love them niggas, and I still do

Ain't no slidin' with them niggas, and I still do

Guess it's just the real in me, but won't nobody feel in me

When I was on my own

Glizzy got no safety, and you know it's on me safely

When I move, out my home

They snatched peso on the 14th of February

Fuck Valentine's Day, they left my heart in some pieces

Got these pussy niggas talkin' like they start from the bleachers

Screamin' rest in peace, Reezy he went hard with da heater

Mmm, shit been feelin' brazy

Sayin' rest in peace, 2 Wavey still hopin

Its a joke, don't even want it be real

Ayy, forever misguided, we was young in the field

Shootin' dice fuckin' bitches, we was Thuggin' for real

Killa Don just came home, and he ain't touch an appeal

Kept it solid, when it counted , so I love him for real

Get to hangin' with some niggas, get 2 clutchn' the steel

And it's one up in the head when I don't trust him for real

Shootin' dice by the school, it went down right there

Thought I knew my shapes till my round turned square

Movin with the stick, it's black and brown right there

Nigga talkin' like he IT, but that's a clown right there

Knew that I was IT , I was tryna spend my pennywise

Since I was a jit, I was runnin' through it anytime

Bird brain bitches, let these niggas kick em many lies

Stevie Wonder, Ray Charles, ain't never seen so many blinds

Talkin' gang fights, and I was steppin' till my hands hurt

You ain't catch no body , boy, you reppin' off your man's work

Tricked out of position, niggas know just how these fans work

Don't let him catch you slippin', niggas know just how them Xans work