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can't ask you something by talking
So I'ma leave it as a text on your mail
It upsets me, that I fail in every attempt that I make to talk with people

killed myself by trying to look up to my cousins
Was in that cell reading mail with my bunkie'
Terrified to go back to the old me
Was trying to prove

tail
(Yeah) Got homies in the cell, bills in the mail
(Yeah) I got back up when I fell, can’t you fucking tell

(Ima go hard!)
‘Til I’m outta breath,

something
Bitch (Yes)
Keep coming
Yeah (Yes)
Keep coming
You got a trap nigga do a dime by nine, a dub by three something (Blow it)
I ain't worried 'bout what

I did it all on my own
I never needed no help
Please don't hit my phone
I just wanna be by myself
JJ in his zone
Hes gonna bring up his wealth
Good

I ain't pushing u
Im shoving myself
Trynna keep up wit my pivotal
I am
A beast on a leash
America hated on me
If I make it all by myself
They can't

Brown Paper Bag/Flashing Lights [Remix]

Fat Joe

Drive Slow: The Trap Party

2008

blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking

takin' dubs, I can't take no L's
III did it all by myself
Look at the dope fallin' off of the scale
My narco, he flippin' that pack out the mail
Heard he

enchanted by things that gleam
You know, bright fancy cars, big yachts and mansions
On the beaches of Aruba with a girlie romancin
Now I'm about to tell you

they would love to see me melt
And laugh in my face instead of help
None of you could understand the way i've felt
I'll hang myself by the neck and let

tracks
Did this all by myself they can't tell me relax
Niggas true colors been showing
I don't even care I'm heartless and numb from my past
I realized I'm

I gotta hear myself
Yo, look, ay, look

Niggas ain't see what I saw, a brick turn into a pot full of gold
Over that, spent my daughter first

new niggas they do not live by a code
They like to crash over bitches
You know that I'm high cause I gotta go balance my lows
That's why we tryna get

here too
Reacquainted again
You're off by heart

What's within those times?
The things we had to get right
We're beaming up through the lights
Our hearts

"congratulations"
Waitin' for the day to pay myself
To mail these cards out, they all say "you played yourself"
That's so petty, my wife said I need a mani
I been

said it once
But forever chilling in the room
With the psilocybin
By myself yeah
Yo
I don't know

problems
And I deal with it by myself

She don't want the money if it don't come by itself
She said do you love me I said I can't even tell
I got choppers

a track meet
Yeah, he a bitch. That nigga won't at me
Shoot by myself. I don't need a tag team
I'm a real baller. I ain't no athlete
I'm a real shooter.

Thug Luv

Lil' Kim

Sequence Mixtape, Vol. 1

2003

his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we

The Planet

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

refused
Had a chick Uptown, one in Queens and one in Jersey
Sometimes all you need to get by, is a girlie
But yo I still wasn't happy
I seen a lot

even want us to go back to what it once was
Can’t go back to what it once was
Still I’m thinking bout the good days with you when I be by myself
Posed

I'ma get use to the fact that I'm by myself

But I don't really got myself 

cnd nah I ain't really looking for help 

I know you don't care if I

surprised myself like boy look at you

01:12.28Heard the mail man knocking at the door

01:14.60Said he had a package for me sign here you good to go

myself like boy look at you
Heard the mail man knocking at the door
Said he had a package for me sign here you good to go
Now I'm looking at this package