myself - wavesongianni lyrics
[hook]
i count that cash all by myself
ran up a bag split it with myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
gotta subtract if it ain’t adding up
f-ck all the rest middle finger up
i done hit 9 bins in a row
my n-ggas know i got em that’s fasho
i learned the game all by myself
won’t throw em in playin’ what i’m dealt
gotta make em feel everything i felt
before you get me to snitch you can give me the chair
i’ma keep it real til my last breath
just gotta keep it real wit myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
(i just thought about it)
[verse 1]
want me to be honest, these n-ggas ain’t real as they wanna be
they popping that sh-t on they insta they see me won’t say nothing in front of me
them n-ggas be talking about sliding, i hope they got room for a 30 piece
on my hip that’s a compact 9, i keep that sh-t for emergencies
i see so much real in my n-ggas, i feel they can’t get no more realer
if i got, he got it, vice versa bust that sh-t right down the middle
we was quick to go half on a tab we was f-cked up could barely get dinner
i lost my auntie so i’m working all day i can never forget her
i know it sound selfish when i talk about myself when these n-ggas got problems like me
when i was by myself a n-gga needed help n0body was in my corner but me
stressed out barely can eat
one thousand, i kept it a g
seen a n-gga stop sittin’ on his -ss and found his self back on his feet
[hook]
i count that cash all by myself
ran up a bag split it with myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
gotta subtract if it ain’t adding up
f-ck all the rest middle finger up
i done hit 9 bins in a row
my n-ggas know i got em that’s fasho
i learned the game all by myself
won’t throw em in, playin what i’m dealt
gotta make em feel everything i felt
before you get me to snitch you can give me the chair
i’ma keep it real til my last breath
just gotta keep it real wit myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
[verse]
be honest with me, who gone ride like i ride for myself?
is you gone go fold under the pressure or gone play the cards you was dealt
ain’t it funny how ‘fore i got right b-tches tried to play me to the left
go to chanel spend a check on my mama i can’t spend it all by myself
you can keep all that love if it’s fake
its cool, i just want the loyalty
when you got too much food on your plate bet these b-tches gone treat you like royalty
i rather go flex on these n-ggas no more being humble and cordial
god forbid if i lost it today know these n-ggas wouldn’t give me a quarter
[hook]
i count that cash all by myself
ran up a bag split it wit myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
gotta subtract if it ain’t adding up
f-ck all the rest middle finger up
i done hit 9 bins in a row
my n-ggas know i got em that’s fasho
i learned the game all by myself
won’t throw em in playin what i’m dealt
gotta make em feel everything i felt
before you get me to snitch, you can give me the chair
i’ma keep it real til my last breath
just gotta keep it real wit myself
feel like the last real n-gga left
(i just thought about it)
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