by myself - highway lyrics
[chorus: highway]
(i’m) by myself (f*ck)
(rock and roll) by myself
pull that money out like, “f*ck these n*ggas” (by myself)
go shoppin’, don’t need security, n*gga (by myself)
b*tch, i did it all (by myself)
f*ck these hoes i don’t even call ’em (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, i don’t wanna f*ck (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, wow (by myself)
[verse 1: highway]
i got these cartier frames on my face i can’t see sh*t
baby girl, you know i’m gettin’ cake, i don’t mean sh*t
i’ve been eatin’ by my f*ckin’ self, they wanna feed me
i got bands all inside my pocket, b*tches keep this sh*t
i got balenci’ on me baby you can’t even tell
you can never compare me to n*ggas over there
i got long dreads now i got braids in my hair
my bros make designer clothes, they send me a pair (for real)
and sometimes this sh*t just get too real
i seen a lot of sh*t, i was there
i didn’t close my eyes, b*tch, i stared (i did)
i didn’t never cry, i wasn’t scared
i took it all in and said “yeah”
i took that sh*t, i said “yeah”
i took that cash out the bank, said “yeah”
f*ck her good then make her say “yeah”
[chorus: highway]
by myself
(rock and roll) by myself
throw that money out like f*ck these n*ggas (by myself)
go shoppin’, don’t need security, n*gga (by myself)
b*tch, i did it all (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, i don’t even call (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, i don’t wanna f*ck (by myself)
f*ck these hoes (by myself)
[verse 2: destroy lonely]
i’m pourin’ up whole pints by myself (oh)
i done bought my old b*tch brand new chanel (new chanel)
i just switched the swag up, baby, can you tell? (can you tell?)
i done got my bag up, baby, can you tell? (can you tell?)
i’m just player, these vvs’ crashin’ in my ear
n*ggas scared of me, i be goin’ crazy all year
bring the cash, n*gga, shootin’ money all year
told her bring her ass here, then i make sure it’s all there
by myself, i been countin’ money up by myself
just spent fifty thousand, probably gonna take you out (yuh, yuh)
she want balenciaga, i tell the ho i got it (yeah, yeah)
my little spanish b*tch, i tell her “it’s de nada” (yeah, yeah)
yeah, bottled water when i walk in the shower (yeah, yeah)
or if i tell her “no,” she go sweet to sour (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t tweakin’, i ain’t trippin’, ’cause i got it (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t bring my homies, lil’ b*tch, i done got it by myself
[chorus: highway]
by myself
(rock and roll) by myself
throw that money out like f*ck these n*ggas (by myself)
go shoppin’, don’t need security, n*gga (by myself)
b*tch, i did it all (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, i don’t even call (by myself)
f*ck these hoes, i don’t wanna f*ck (by myself)
f*ck these hoes (by myself)
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