Lyrics:
by myself and I
Can't stop, no, fucking with these bitches, gotta
Lock down, cause my heart been feeling extra stronger
Want you, but I know I can do
Unh, the only thing you can really do Is really try to help yourself
Unh, fuck that money and fame, I'd rather just work for by myself
Ayy, fuck what
Everybody simmer down there once was boy
Who became the man
Get your snacks
Buckle up for lovely story this evening
He goes by the name of Colt
mind
Cuz i'm steady on my grind, grind, grind
If you mess around i'd get my knife
If you mess around you pay the price
When i'm done you finna die
Ayy
(Be by your side) Until it’s over
If I could take your troubles away, I’d do it today, just know that I’m here for you,
I’m here for you
I’m here for
These unsent messages of what I'd like to say
Have turned into a diary that I go back and read everyday
They act as a reminder for why I need to stay
With a poop-scoop
I picked my brain apart
And laid canvas to place my heinous arts
No doubt the day my reign you'll stop
But who'd dare deface my
you've got.
I'll forget about the cold and the darkness.
If I were to have grievances, I'd put them aside.
I’m only damaged on the surface, but I’m still
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory
I'd like
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I remember all the sentences
I thought i'd never understand
The sermons
Surrounding
The people that i'd met
I mean
The madness in their eyes
That i'd
Memories
They taunt me like a bird caged by scorched wings
Puzzle pieces missing
The grubby fingerprints that kissed the walls have vanished
Like
On top of that, I released my second album in 2015
'Storyteller', but the story could've been told better, I'd be
Listening, I'd be cringing at every lyric
reverse my childhood
I would say I'm better for good
But I'm gonna say I almost have adulthood
To the point I'd go for fatherhood
But then if I went for
son d'calé, j'taffe mon best album c't'année c'est en stand by
J'me sens grave camé, grave cramé, grave ramer
Kaméhaméha
Elle rêve d'un tas d
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
I found your hair band on my bedroom floor
The only evidence that you'd been here before
And I don't get waves of missing you anymore
They're more
l'budget d'ton album dans ma ice (yeah)
Marche pas sur mes Off-White (yeah)
Toujours chaud les go-fast (yeah)
Avant de viser la lune j'ai d'abord escaladé
of the game
For I am defiant
Smooth criminal
I take the game by surprise
Scared for what's next
Can you cover your eyes
I'm a black man
In a white boy's
build on deceased indigenous decree
Envisioned by royalty they'd never meet
Who live over-seas an feel the need
To administer their sinister beliefs
makes perfect
And perfection is a pipe dream,
Where does one find balance
Yeah
Under the surface
You can under the sea that I'm nervous
And it don't take
time this happens to me
I thought you'd know what to do by now
Because if you knew me
Like you said you knew me
If you knew me
This wouldn't be
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