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I know a young nigga he be jugging all in Chanels
He be playing with the bales
Know how to pitch and catch it through the mail
Know how to cock it

Your experiences, your thoughts
But in all honesty, I think it's pretty divine
The stories you only know about
By myself type
Don't fuck with no one else

the crown boy, yeah, I held it
And I'm running around with felons
Brr, brr, brr (Hah, hah, hah)
I'm getting it all by myself
Brr, brr, brr (By myself)
Can't

Cap double X L my nigga
You say iss love caint tell my Nigga
Just came home off bail we get Some hoes and hotel I figured
I had to focus on myself

too mental
Boost my mail up with more instrumentals
Believing in myself like a litted up candle
Speaking to myself like I hitted up rentals
Being woke

(yawns) "Good morning heartache, it's a pleasure to meet you"
I said staring in the mirror in search of weakness
Shit am I the loose link? Madam

But I blow it fast it ain't enough
Woah
Why did you mention a cell
I'm already by myself, world already cold as hell
Gettin' rich I'll never fail
Next

Long distance in a hotel cell,
I wanted you more than a postcard in the mail
I spent four months in a living hell
Bitter snow far as my eyes could

Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by

niggas 
Cause they always gettin over 
I'll b by myself
Before I be around some vultures 
Rap game brazy
Cause I do this for the culture
I ain't close

a lot of pressure on, just by being closer (like a bolder)
Rather be alone, girl, why'd I ever know you?
(Stay away)
Ooh want to forget
What are you

You ain't got nothing to sell, get the message, ring a bell
I was rolling by myself, now I hold everyone else
They all dote on me, oh well
Homie, only

Low key mane I'm high as hell
Ima whole damn vibe by myself
She dont even smoke but she like the smell
Facts
I'm getting bigger only time will tell

you need man I know who sell it (sell it) 
Pay da’ price niggas gone mail it (send it off) 
Searching for da’ bag everywhere I look
Preliminary hearings

get my number I divide by infinity
I keep myself clean like I'm chugging Listerine on the daily
Make amends with my friends when I'm pushing up daisies

how it taste dawg
I been broke I ain't break dawg
You doing good but you ain't great dawg
That's what I be telling myself
Never selling myself
I cop

you got time to choose

You gonna let that shit pull you down
Or you gonna live life to the fullest

Never gonna let my life be ruled
By some stupid

never gave myself to you from the beginning
Really disgusted and thankful for the way things ended

Lemme talk my shit real quick
You think you can do

a Demon)

Free Duke and Juice
My niggas Bloods down the road like
Grew up by myself
Don't even wanna die alone
Bill with T-Mobile
But I spent way more money

bi by myself

It's that time of year again
My least favorite season
You can leave me in the dust
You don't need a reason
But it's one love
One love all

maybe you gonna run (Woah, ayy!)
I've been on top by myself
You cannot put my feelings on the shelf
I got the bars like a cell, cold delivery like mail

to the telly
Yo nigga too little his pocket ain't heavy
BDG bitch you can stamp it and mail it
I'm tryna put food inside everyone belly
I'm getting this money

But you kept being in a broke-ass jit, homie
It's 2024, jit
Get your bread up
Shit uh, aye
I'll get the paper by myself, don't need no letter man

and tongues drip despair
Oh messenger how do you care

Stuck in your ways and complacent as well
Days have gone by and you've resisted the mail
It's easy