Self Control ft. KDA

Growing up in Section Eight, Relying on my mama

In the past walkin home with a backpack full of trauma

I was living with my folks and I barely had a dolla

And I'm Not talkin bout Drake but i came straight up from the bottom

Watch a nigga step on shit not talking about a doormat

Have you lived your life with no lights? No electric

Need some self-control stay at home, Need my bed rest

I tend to overthinking bout going out to this parties

I'm the life of the party, everyone knows my name

But deep down inside, I be really feeling ashamed

No more yeah distractions, no more getting off track