Myself (60s) Lyrics

And I'm wrong if I side with myself

Devy, pick up the phone

It's that time of the year

Now Ion got no fear

I'm just smoking on this loud and praying to God I hope he hear

Is she really mine?

Do she really care?

Am I wasting time being in her ear?

I can't even lie, I might slip up and stare

Cause the love that I got for this bitch kinda rare

Try to take, get sent to the air

Okay, so slide if you dare

We don't play that shit over here

Two 30s, it came in a pair

Bad bitch, pussy, bald like nair

When I hit it, I'm in it like

When I hit it, I'm in it like, yeah

When I'm done, gotta get outta there

You can't hoe me, I know if you real

On my doley, my heart made of steel

Sometimes I don't know how to feel

But I'm praying for brody, I'm hoping he heal

Taking it slowly, tryna get me a deal

'Member I was low and I needed the pills

That shit really kills

And I'm wrong if I side with myself