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og jamie - by myself lyrics

[intro]
all my life it’s just been a bunch of funny movements, funny dudes, it’s only been real n-gg-s that i could really f-ck with honestly, that’s real sh-t

[pre-hook]
i was down used to ask for help, they ain’t wanna help got it by myself (by myself)
runnin’ round the hood really starvin’
watchin’ n-gg-s eat should’ve f-ckin’ robbed ’em (should’ve f-ckin’ robbed ’em)
f-ck a og, b-tch i’m og they can’t hold me (i’m og)
nevermind a hater they can hate, but it won’t phase me (phase me)

[hook]
n-gg- don’t ask me for sh-t is you serious you gotta be buggin’ (buggin’)
when i get rich don’t call up my phone don’t ask me for nothin’ (don’t ask me for sh-t)
all my n-gg-s got bags so don’t hit me up if you want some sh-t fronted (don’t hit my phone)
i used to ask n-gg-s just laughed so now it’s f-ck ’em (f-ck ’em)

[verse 1]
i was down now i’m up n-gg- when you down bad they don’t f-ck with ya (they don’t f-ck with you)
i was in the hood each and everyday
watchin’ n-gg-s eat takin’ every play (facts)
ain’t know how trap they wasn’t tryna teach me
i was a ball player so they ain’t see it in me (f-ck em though)
used to ask for fronts just to smoke a blunt
i was stressed sometimes i was broke for months (for months)
had no clothes to even go to school
so i dropped out imma f-ckin’ fool
but that was then and n-gg- this now
pushin’ work went from o’s to pounds (dope)
if you a broke n-gg- you can’t come around
i know you hungry n-gg-s be tryna act wild (facts)
went rags and rats (yup), to h-lla bags and gats (okay)
fell off a few times and always came back (gang)
now i get fresh they know i’m the flyest (the flyest)
the way i get fly they call me pilot
call me usain cause i run to cash
call me goyard cause i touch a bag (i touch a bag)
i was f-cked up they said tough luck
now i’m up and they mad (mad)
now they stuck on they last (yup)
got ’em sick and they sad (okay)
i don’t really care gotta stay focused and get to it (gotta get to it) b-tches on my back they feeling my vibe they lovin’ my music (lovin’ my music)
i had to get my off my -ss get to some cash and run through it
call up my phone if you need the work you can sell it or use it (what you need)

[pre-hook]
i was down used to ask for help, they ain’t wanna help got it by myself (by myself)
runnin’ round the hood really starvin’
watchin’ n-gg-s eat should’ve f-cking robbed ’em (shoulda robbed em)
f-ck a og, b-tch i’m og they can’t hold me (i’m og)
nevermind a hater they can hate, but it won’t phase me (phase me)

[verse 2]
f-ck a friend, f-ck a bro, f-ck a b-tch, i ain’t got one (f-ck em)
i was broke, no one f-cked with me back when i ain’t have none (they didn’t )
i got to some cash taught n-gg-s how to get it and they all f-ckin’ switched (they all f-ckin’ switched)
1,000 dollar bail ain’t no one put sh-t towards it (f-ck it)
moms spent the bread i put up in her bank and i thought i was screwed
f-ck that sh-t ma, come and grab my -ss got a band up in my room (come grab my -ss)
left the cell i was broke came home to smiles on my face (move around)
f-ck advice b-tch, i ain’t the reason that i caught my f-ckin’ case (okay)
so now it’s f-ck n-gg-s, no i don’t f-ck witchu, only real n-gg-s i f-ck with (facts)
and it’s been f-ck b-tches, f-ck and then cut b-tches you can be wifey you can’t be nothin’ (you can’t)
girl, i hate 12 f-ck all the cuffin’ (f-ck 12 )
i used to be broke but now i’m stuntin’, and yes i move different
oh now you my bro, f-ck with them from a distance (yup)
get moms, lil’ bro and lil’ sis out the hood is my only mission (only mission)
if they ain’t tryna help, i tell ’em funny movin’ dudes adios, good riddance
don’t call up my phone don’t hit my line might just change my number (change my number ), just remember all the funny sh-t you pulled back when i was down under (facts)

[outro]
facts you funny dudes don’t call up big boss og, king caleb world, jamie the god, the g.o.a.t. from the back block of the 360 trenches, the great president with the hat & the hoodie (facts, gang)

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