xhmaera – myself lyrics
[intro]
sick as f+ck
thats why i get bigger numbers than everybody else
[verse]
i’m in that 2 seater by myself
b+tch i don’t need a homie to count all my wealth
i had that ex hoe wanna come and check up on me i told that b+tch that i’m doing well
and you know this lil beat produced by myself
i could ghost every producer and i’d still sell
i’m truly independent
i beat any competition and he said it
to the grave in the ground that’s where he headed
just got a new glock and a new beam
which onе of these internеt f+ggots gon’ shoot me
i brought the grip to the party and made it a movie
if you ain’t stacking up money then i know you losing
up on the net talking yeah these f+ggots so g+y
i need a loaded gun up in this b+tch and i’m shooting
and i don’t give a f+ck if you be around moving
at the end of the day you still dying from bullets
need a $130 bro you can’t even pull it
i smoke gas everyday ’cause its soothing
and i ain’t even k!ll him i’m really just boosting
said that you getting bread but you can’t prove it
said that you getting bread bro that’s a lie
on the web talking know you ‘finna die
and i stay out the trap kicking with my guys
uh you want him gone what you got in mind
i’m in that 2 seater by myself
b+tch i don’t need a homie to count all my wealth
i had that ex hoe wanna come and check up on me i told that b+tch that i’m doing well
and you know this lil beat produced by myself
i could ghost every producer and i’d still sell
i’m truly independent
i beat any competition and he said it
to the grave in the ground that’s where he headed
just got a new glock and a new beam
which one of these internet f+ggots gon’ shoot me
i brought the grip to the party and made it a movie
if you ain’t stacking up money then i know you losing
up on the net talking yeah these f+ggots so g+y
i need a loaded gun up in this b+tch and i’m shooting
and i don’t give a f+ck if you be around moving
at the end of the day you still dying from bullets
need a $130 bro you can’t even pull it
i smoke gas everyday ’cause its soothing
and i ain’t even k!ll him i’m really just boosting
said that you getting bread but you can’t prove it
said that you getting bread bro that’s a lie
on the web talking know you ‘finna die
and i stay out the trap kicking with my guys
uh you want him gone what you got in mind
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