By Myself

Smerf, this yo beat?
Smerf, yeah this your shit
Ghetto boy shit nigga, you know what the fuck going on
(Smerf made this beat boy)
Man, y'all nigga crazy tho
We been getting money (aight)

Gotta half a brick on me, finna sell it all in tenths
Four Nicky on my side, bitch, I'm bussin' off the hip
I'ma shoot first, 'cause I was clutching off the rip
And we ain't running out of ammo, got a bucket full of clips

This ghetto boy shit running in my veins
I'ma fuck the baddest bitch, a known trick, coming off a bang
I'm hitting you in your head wit this four nick, nigga go get another brain
Hundred shots in a Glock, why the fuck I gotta aim?
Monkey nuts on a Glock eighteen, with a switch on the back, aight
My nigga, Double, just pulled up with a brick of Act'
Nigga tried to run from the four nick, hit him in his back
Yeah, now he paralyzed

Pick the Wock over Quali', had to improvise
Blew him out a rental, they gon' blame it on Enterprise
Real GOAT, I just sold an RP ten for fifty-five
I got a pill run in Macomb County
Plus, I got a drank plug down south, by Stone Mountain
Just bust a brick down in all packs, wearing Stone Island
Peezy doing good in the fed joint, he got a phone, probably
Dior shoes, you will never see me in no Foamposits
Hundred racks on me, all dubs, this a long dollar
If the bitch say she love me? Oh, aight
If the bitch say she love me, I'ma put her in Chrome Heart then
I ain't tryna fuck your bitch, I got my own problems
Oh, that bitch hold nine shells? That's the wrong chopper
Plugged on the Percs I get ten's for four dollars
If you slide through the hood, and you don't see me, I'm at the store probably

You know you baby staying in the hood
Five-seven on me, I just spent two-K on a gun
Shit crazy, I just seen a nigga with a K run
And the shooter only had a thirty-eight or something
Who got some clean bricks? I'll pay thirty-eight for one
Fuckin' hard till I nut, I ain't making love, I don't make her come
My nigga got a crib out in the A, I can't wait to come
I don't really need that much drank just an eight or something
You know I'm used to pouring four's in a twenty-ounce
Redbone with me, with her toes and her titties out
I grew up in the slums, now I'm living in a pretty house
Seen a bitch I really wanted at the mall, pulled a twenty out
Have you ever walked in Somerset and spent twenty thousand?
Took a blue pill 'fore I fucked your bitch, got the pussy throbbing
4800 for a bow and it's cookie, probably
You ain't never really sold dope if you don't know Uncle Charlie
He still asking me, Neph' what that going for?
And he still getting bricks off but he smoke dope
A half a pack of Newport one hundreds and two squares of 'em
Last night I bought a 90 script uhNow the percs gone
How the fuck is these pills gone
Did somebody steal 'em or did I steal some
Did I pop a lot of pills? I'm a real one
Nigga I'm a real one, I really had a pill run

Walk up on a nigga in the club, steel on him
Soon as he square up, whip out steel on him
Go on with that tough shit, you want to get killed, don't you?
Aunty want twelve for the pills, but I still want 'em
Nigga, I been drinking mud, ten years straight
My nigga got a Nat, so I'm thinking ten years straight
Don't compare me to them scamming niggas, I got real pape
Nigga I can go to sleep for 2 weeks and be still straight
I'ma hot nigga I need to cool down
Outta town asking random niggas, is some food 'round?
My bitch got a ten mill, I'll have my boo pop you
Button on the side of the Drac', this the new chopper
Plus a Glocky and FN, nigga thought we had 2 choppers
I used to get Act' every day, I had 2 doctors
I don't know where yo bitch at, ask Doctor Seuss, probably
Bouncer ain't wanna let me in the club, now I'm at Truth, boxing

If the nigga knock me out I'm having Scoot pop 'em
Drophead 'Vette and a Cat, I got two options
Actually, Range Rover and a 'Lade, I got a few options
Real pape, put it in the bank, what is shoe boxes
twenty-four pints of Wockhardt, we got two boxes
Bitch gave me sloppy head in a car, I need sum new boxers
If I drink a pint in one pop, I'm with Lou probably
I'm with double drinking lean straight
So much drank, we could drink a pint a day, for a week straight
Really, we could do it for 2 months, we on week eight
Aw shit, my Granny just called me, that's a cheap eighth
Soon as I got to Cali, nigga's greeting me with free drank
Bitch was bad, but I had to cut her off 'cause her feet stank
And I looked in her bed and she had pee stains
Nine months ago I ain't had shit now I got 3 chains
Six shooters with me, nigga, bullets coming from each way
So many shooters with me, niggas start bussing, almost hit each other
I ain't even want blue hundreds, I'ma crip forever
Pour the Wock, but this deuce of red I got, I'ma drink it separate
Thirty shots in the Gen Five you can keep Eleven
I ain't never fucked the bitch, we just sleep together
I get tired of a hoe, if we spend the whole week together
You got the plug and I can sell drugs, so we need each other
Fourty-eight shots, bussing two Glock 23's together (aha)