Self Respect. (Stevesaintjames Archive) Lyrics

Ay, bitch!

Fuck you!

I'm being me and not a damn thing else

I'm writing my own tune I will not let you make me hate myself

Still here in my room because ain't no one gonna stay and help

Was waiting for my doom but now I'll wait no more I'm breaking stealth

Fuck you!

Doing it for wealth

Bet you never really even cared 'bout how I felt

Acting so untouchable you ain't the highest shelf

I'm finding out who couldn't give a shit about my health

Oh well, bitch

Fuck you!

Homie told me have some goddamned self-respect

I am not your pawn, if you offer I reject

Sick of all the games and the emotional neglect

Sick of doing all the stupid things that you expect

Fuck you!

I don't fuck with people who ain't fucked with me before

Put that life behind me I ain't gonna be your bitch no more

Say you loving me but I know that your loved is forced

My only goal is inner peace so let the bodies hit the floor

I keep my heart behind bars

My cards closely guarded

I cover my scars to stay highly regarded

Need time to restart or this life won't go far

Wanna be one with the stars

Man I'm just getting started

Out of breath

Waiting for my death

All this stress

I'm just tryna do my best

Constant threats:

Half the city's on the meth

You always think my no means yes

But now I got that self-respect

And all my homies said they proud of me

I'm boutta crank it louder, g

Still here in my room because my desktop is my foundry

Writing my own tune I'm finally breaking down these boundaries

You ain't heard the news?

I'm done with dealing with that clownery

Fuck you!

I'll wear a dress if I want to

What your hate do?

I stay afloat like a pontoon

Seeing some success, don't wanna talk if that shocks you

Living scripted lives but now I want that impromptu

Last week changed my whole damn life

Reached deep in my back, pulled out the knife

New beat, boutta reach new heights

No retreat, I ain't weak, got bite

Treat me right or get the fuck out my sight

I work at night ain't no one dimming my light

Got an appetite that ain't no one gonna slight

Lot of people got that spite but I'm too busy to fight, bitch