Myself Lyrics

There's so much dust in the room I can't even breathe without coughing

Goddamn

I cannot save it up

I don't make enough

Bro you play too much

I hate my luck

I can't take it up, God why you takin' stuff

It's way too tough

Like some angel dust cuz things is crazy huh?

But toughen up, this is the beginning I do not make the rules

Bro be cool

Lost a couple thousand told me stay in school

I'm Bob the Builder, made like half a band was tryna cop a tool

Pick and choose, I know all my haters love to pick and choose

One day I'll be balling homie broke then I can pay for dude

Pay the loans, Imma make it big right now I'm pre-Malone

The fame is calling I know it's on me to go pick up the phone

Go put me on

Matter fact, I'll do it while I'm all alone

Don't need no help

I can make the beat and rap all by myself

I'm broke as hell

Imma still throw pennies in that wishing well

I'll keep my hope

Imma make that money without selling dope

I ain't a joke, and if you disagree well then I hope you choke

I'm born to float

I don't even think I really need a boat

I'm breathing fine

I don't gotta rush it I can take my time

I'm making moves

Every time I drop I try to raise the roof

Speak the truth, even if it's painful Imma speak the truth

So bet it up, you can bet against me I ain't giving up, ain't giving in

I hope all my opps know that I play to win

You say you bout money then go get it then

After I go win then Imma win again

Listen if you getting knocked down, then go get up again

Standing on your own two feet's the only way to end

Even if you're losing you better get up and try again

It ain't gon' be easy but trust me that's how you get a win

I been through too much

It gets hard for me to take it in

I don't trust a soul, prolly why I don't like making friends

If I take a shot then it's a bet I better make it in

I be so impatient bout my time don't tell me wait again

I think fate is way too slow, prolly gon' be late again

I can pick myself up, I can brush the pain again

I can manage on my own, something Imma say again

I can manage by myself, but I don't mind having friends

You can go faster alone but go further together

You can get by on your own that don't mean that it's better

Why I keep a chosen few it's for the stormy weather

This way I can make it through and can handle whatever

Gotta keep a small crew, there's always snakes in the grass

Be careful of who you choose, don't get me started on rats

Keep your circle tight, like a chest with a heart attack

Can't even deny it you know what I said is all facts

I cannot save it up

I don't make enough

Bro you play too much

I hate my luck

I can't take it up, God why you takin' stuff

It's way too tough

Like some angel dust cuz things is crazy huh?

But toughen up, this is the beginning I do not make the rules

Bro be cool

Lost a couple thousand told me stay in school

I'm Bob the Builder, made like half a band was tryna cop a tool

Pick and choose, I know all my haters love to pick and choose

One day I'll be balling homie broke then I can pay for dude

Pay the loans, Imma make it big right now I'm pre-Malone

The fame is calling I know it's on me to go pick up the phone

Go put me on

Matter fact, I'll do it while I'm all alone

Don't need no help

I can make the beat and rap all by myself

I'm broke as hell

Imma still throw pennies in that wishing well

I'll keep my hope

Imma make that money without selling dope

I'll keep my hope

Imma make that money without selling dope

I'll keep my hope

Imma make that money without selling dope