Conversations With Myself Lyrics

Yeah, used to dream as a young boy starring through my window (Like I really used to Really vision this)

On the way to riches, had to fill up at the Citgo (Tell the money I'm on the way)

Seen a mic then thought why not rap that's what it's here for (Like why not spit a verse or Something)

And before I say a thing, make sure I got a clear throat (Yeah let's go)

Aye what's up, how yo doing? how you feeling?

I'm doing well, I'm just tryna touch a million

Tryna touch a million, why not touch a billion?

Damn dawg you right, let's go stack it to the ceiling

Ima superstar player, not no regular civilian

Every word, make them feel it, sorry if I hurt ya feelings

Worried bout this chicken, I ain't worried bout no mentions

Chiming in for what? I ain't ask for yo opinion

Making slick comments, lil boy coulda kept it

Parents made a goat when I look at my reflection

One not the two, I'm in first you in second

Thoughts in my head, point me in the right direction

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self

Watch ya self cause this shit can get intense like a drumroll

That's a low blow, she tryna eat me below the belt

Heater on me, go ahead and try you getting melted

Green dollar bills, think I'm playing for the Celtics

Play ya cards right, it won't matter how they dealt it

Superfly nigga, look I'm higher up than Delta

Roof missing like a nigga living with no shelter

Yeah, they said "Chase, he ain't even rich like that" (He ain't rich)

Well, won't be long till a nigga get like that (Forreal)

Long twists, no hat, all facts, no cap

Tay B, nah forreal I been on some shit like that

Buying up the store, I might blow it all in Saks

Four figures for the jeans, you can't even spend a rack

Shawty she with me, you can't even get her back

Jesse Owens in this bitch how I'm bouta run the track

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self

Trendsetter, man they jumping on the wave

See them starring real hard, I can't let them steal the style

Lil Uzi, I been filled up with rage

Keep the pain to myself, I can't even let it out

Weatherman, yeah I'm bouta make it rain

Throwing cash in the air, it's bout time to end the drought

Think it's time, bouta go and make a change

Unlike you sitting there, wanna sit around and pout

Counting up guap, counting up blessings

God stay with me, it's a cross on my necklace

Quan down south, had to take a flight to Texas

Full court D, if she bad then I'm pressing

Moving like Barack, I'm the one that they elected

Turn on any beat, just like Ralph ima wreck it

Better not forget it, if I said it then I meant it

One more time, hear me out, if I said it then I meant

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self

Voices in my head, conversations with myself

Cancel all the noise, don't wanna hear nobody else

Can't trust a soul, make it hard to ask for help

Devil out to get ya so you better watch ya self