By Myself ft. TopStar.B3 Lyrics

Got it by myself, I be thuggin on my own

I can't tell 'em how I feel I put my feelings in a song

Back when I was broke they wasn't blowing up my phone

Niggas said I wouldn't make it guess I proved them niggas wrong

You ain't been what I been through nigga

You ain't seen your mama crying cause the rent due, nigga

These some Lanvins on my feet, I got on big shoes, nigga

I'm mix the perky with the lean cause I got issues, nigga

I just want some money, I don't want no friends

I ain't nothing like your ex, I could buy a Benz

All my bitches super bad, all my bitches 10's

Lil' baby said she tryna fuck, then we could get it in

I got it on my own, I ain't get no help

I got it on my own, I did it by myself

I got it on my own, I ain't get no help

I got it on my own, I did it by myself

Most of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

There's a room where the light won't find you

When I was down bad on my dick, niggas ain't come around

Run the digits up, got model bitches tryna fuck me now

And before I cuff a bitch, she gotta bust me down

Got it on my own, off the muscle, they can't judge me now

My bitch ass on BBL, niggas wanna see me fail

Money comin' in the mail, bitches tryna kiss and tell

Old bitches tryna fuck again, but I just wish them well

They only comin' back because they see that I prevailed

Bitch, I'm a risk taker, it ain't a bitch now that ain't suckin' dick later

I know they come and go, so I keep this shit player

She used to somethin', local taught her I'm a big major, baby

I come from game, I can't let no bitch play me

My mouthpiece exquisite, pop shit, make her say cheese

I'm not your average nigga flexin' fake green

I leave the bank every single day for my Mae Ling's

Every time I up a bag, I do my big one

I take my bitch shopping, get two, we don't pick one

Glokiana and Amiri, just a stick one

Nine times outta ten, you see my bitch, it's the thick one

And she probably got a attitude

You ain't talkin' pape, that's the reason why she mad at you

Give her Franklins now she probably shakin' ass at you

Still ain't fuck her, but she still brought me back a bag from you TopStar

Every nigga wanna rule the world

And every bitch wanna get a BBL

If they put me in that station, that's on God, I'm not gon' tell

The way that I been livin' should be dead or be in jail

I spent some bands up in the closet

I got some dog shit in my pocket

Niggas lyin' in they raps, they need to stop it

On the succa side, late at night, we tryna drop shit

I'm takin' different drugs, hope it take away the pain

They'll stab you in your back, but they a smile in your face

She keep sayin' that she love me, she don't even know my name

She ain't want me back then, so get the fuck up out my face cause I'm up now

Cutty keep on talkin' all that shit, we bring them guns out

Chasin' money all day, we be out until the sundown

My niggas sendin' bows like T. Brady, nigga, touchdown

Niggas said I wouldn't make it, but I made it, gotta hush now

Most of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

There's a room where the light won't find you