Lyrics:
You been actin frail, i really don't know what to think
Ship it through the mail, i really hope it doesn't stink
We can't fold or tell, we too invested
"Karma came back, I had to get mine" (I had to)
I hit the cell by myself, really sick now
But this what it is when you the opposite of (6ix9ine)
A month
tongue
And mail it ot the devil so he?d know my voice when I come
Why do I call myself a juggalo you hater we don't flip sides all for a bitch like doug
population, they can hurt you
No PC, commissary and receipts, fan mail, I gotta reread
New rappers wanna be me, can't be me, I'm gangsta
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
myself
And everything you are
I know you got to cry
Before I could become a man I had to lose my mind had to lose my mind
And I see that now
And I wish
guitar said it's a tough life ain't it I just looked at him
And he said you ain't makin' any money are you I said you been readin' my mail
He just smiled
Sixteen" in the snub
Lying on the Internet like you ain't talking to twelve
Got the cops at my door, like they dropping off mail
I seen that fake
I move this package myself
Cuz I ain't asking for help
I throw some wax on a nail
Then put a slab in the mail
And I ain't sleeping till noon
I gotta
by myself
Niggas say he smokin' gas, but when he smoke, it's hard to smell
I start thinkin' bout the past, it's time to roll another L
Shout out Teck,
(I don't want them in my world)
I'm perfectly fine by myself
When I saw the cheque come in, overwhelmed
I just got the pack sent out like the mail
mail."
He just smiled and said: "Let me see that guitar.
"I've got something you oughta hear."
Then he laid it on me:
"If you waste your time
it like field goals, lick it like mail
Though sleep by your mailbox, IG yo' G spot
I kill yo' pill spot
I give a cheerleader somethin' to cheer 'bout
I
I stack my racks so high i cant see the horizon
I run shit by myself you cant call me joe biden
Pass me that joint lil homie i wanna get high
My lil
I did this drank shit by myself
He writin' me scripts
Talkin' 'bout my health (Bitch)
Tell 'em free Kudz right up out the cell
Half of these packs
To climb out of this well thats been stitched into my skin
Carved in the forearm "gone fishing"
If you see me by the docks, say hello
If you see me by
hope you wasn't there
So when you ask for help, no I don't care
You ain't drinkin' real Act, I can tell by the smell
Your girl just text me, said
that's all you to keep
(Yeah)
I did this all by myself
Ran up them numbers I got wealth
You don't even know how that felt
I ain't have nobody not one
So
fit raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin ridiculous
Still facinated by my ste
Little P wanna be me, huh you no D
One time
deeper
(yeah)
No more thots for me, no more thots for me
(Nuh uh) i had to go by myself, no
No more thots for me
I cannot date no more, by myself
Fuck
the Nine's flow so
So by jokes you know??
Couldn't see me with bi-focals
I'm top dog, something like a CEO
I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't
away
You take my breath away, you take my breath away, yeah
It's like I die a little every time I see you with this guy
Thinkin' to myself, now why
a couple W’s, I took a couple L’s (I did)
Fuck a nigga, when I was losing I was by myself (Fuck 'Em)
I’m posted like a postman, I’m tryin' serve the mail
right down and write myself a letter just to get mail
But now my ears are singing from the damn ding-a-linging of the telephone
Everybody loves me but
and write myself a letter just to get mail
But now my ears are singing from the damn ding-a-linging of the telephone
Everybody loves me but I'm comin' home
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