Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Myself , by - Trizz. Release date: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Myself |
| Yeah, aye say smoke in the mirror so they fucking up my shit nigga |
| But this shit still gon slide, whoo |
| Aye look, aye Drey check it out look |
| Cash on the back looking ugly as fuck |
| Look, aye |
| You niggas sleep if you ain’t heard of me |
| This shit is heat I went crazy when I heard the beat |
| Hella deep in the street as I lurk the street |
| Fuck the police, I hit the homies for emergency |
| Send them my location so they understand the urgency |
| In a lowrider bending corners so perfectly |
| Throwing up the West niggas going for the courtesy |
| Destroying niggas verbally, murder and you disturbing me |
| Don’t get caught lacking get down and get it cracking |
| Play dumb if they asking, say you don’t know what happened |
| Gossip like a bitch who just be ready for some action |
| Shit is getting tragic niggas acting all plastic |
| Nigga I bee gasing, spitting all acid |
| I don’t give a fuck bitch my shit is all graphic |
| Shit feel slapping this shit gon be a classic |
| Money in the basket don’t call if you don’t have it nigga, but |
| It don’t matter I’m a ride by myself |
| Slide by myself |
| Get high by myself |
| On the grind I be fine by myself |
| Smile by myself |
| I’m a die by myself |
| It don’t matter I’m a ride by myself |
| Slide by myself |
| Get high by myself |
| On the grind I be fine by myself |
| Smile by myself |
| I’m a die by myself |
| I just put a body in the casket |
| Start selling white by the bar I’m a savage |
| She wanna pay for that D, she a addict |
| I was in the trap to get what stashed up in the attic |
| Hit me for that cabbage, fully automatic |
| Libra glee attacking head his never would’ve imagined this |
| Niggas from the South put my city back on the map for this |
| Fly Mac and shit, we ain’t nothing like your average bitch |
| You be on the network suffocating statuses |
| I be on the field with the farmers and the savages |
| Potatoes on the bell we be matching shit |
| Activist, activist we on some active shit |
| The cash hoe not tow, 68's in the four |
| West Coast ngiga die by the code |
| Keep your eyes on the bed I got my mind on the load |
| Niggas started out a player and ended up a coach |
| It don’t matter I’m a ride by myself |
| Slide by myself |
| Get high by myself |
| On the grind I be fine by myself |
| Smile by myself |
| I’m a die by myself |
| It don’t matter I’m a ride by myself |
| Slide by myself |
| Get high by myself |
| On the grind I be fine by myself |
| Smile by myself |
| I’m a die by myself |