Testo By Myself - Highway feat. Destroy Lonely
Testo della canzone By Myself (Highway feat. Destroy Lonely), tratta dall'album Livin Like That
(I'm) by myself (fuck it) (yeah)
(Rock and roll) by myself
Pull that money out like, "Fuck these niggas" (by myself)
Go shoppin', don't need security nigga (by myself)
Bitch, I did it all (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't even call 'em (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't wanna fuck (by myself)
Fuck these hos, wow (by myself)
(Hello!) (Hello!)
(What's up?)
(Put me right on)
Nah, I got these Cartier frames on my face, I can't see shit
Baby girl, you know I'm gettin' cake, I don't mean shit (nah)
I've been eatin' by my fuckin' self, they wanna feed me
I got bands all inside my pocket, bitches keep this shit
I got Balenci' on me, baby, you can't even tell (tell)
You can never compare me to niggas over there (fuck 'em)
I got long dreads, now I got braids in my hair (uh)
My bros make designer clothes, they send me a pair, for real
And sometimes this shit just get too real (too real)
I seen a lot of shit, I was there
I didn't close my eyes, bitch, I stared (I did)
I didn't never cry, I wasn't scared (I wasn't)
I took it all in and said "Yeah"
I took that shit in, I said "Yeah"
I took that cash out the bank, and they said "Yeah"
Fuck her good, then make her say "Yeah" (yeah)
By myself (by myself) (yeah)
(Rock and roll) by myself
Pull that money out like, "Fuck these niggas" (by myself)
Go shoppin', don't need security nigga (by myself)
Oh, Lord, bitch, I did it all (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't even call 'em (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't wanna fuck (by myself)
Fuck these hos, wow (by myself)
I'm pourin' up whole pints by myself (oh)
I done bought my old bitch brand-new Chanel (new Chanel)
I just switched the swag up, baby, can you tell? (Can you tell?)
I done got my bag up, baby, can you tell? (Can you tell?)
I'm just player, these VVS crashin' in my ear (in my ear)
Niggas scared of me, I be goin' crazy all year (all year)
Bring the cash, nigga, shootin' money all year
Told her, bring her ass here, then I make sure it's all there
By myself, I been countin' money, yeah, by myself (yeah)
Just spent 50 thousand, probably gonna take you out (yeah, yeah)
She want Balenciaga, I tell the hoe I got it (yeah, yeah)
My little Spanish bitch, I tell her "It's the nada" (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, bottled water when I walk in the shower (yeah, yeah)
Or if I tell her "No," she go sweet to sour (yeah, yeah)
I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin', 'cause I got it (yeah, yeah)
I ain't bring my homies, lil' bitch, I done got it by myself (by myself, by myself)
By myself (yeah)
(Rock and roll) by myself
Pull that money out like, "Fuck these niggas" (by myself)
Go shoppin', don't need security nigga (by myself)
Oh, Lord, bitch, I did it all (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't even call 'em (by myself)
Fuck these hos, I don't wanna fuck (by myself)
Fuck these hos, wow (by myself)
(You stay up late?)
Nah, I'm always trying to get her on course
(Alright) nah
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Sandimanie, Andre Harp, Alex Goldblatt, Mekhi Dajae Rogers, Grecia Alfaro
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