By Myself

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin' beat?)
(Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherfucker)

[Chorus: PG RA]
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself

[Verse 1: PG RA]
I feel like I'm too real for certain shit so I don't fuck with niggas
You ain't get no money, on my mama, I ain't fucking with you
Hard for me to function with my loved ones in the fucking system
Breaking off these lawyers for my brothers 'cause I fucking miss 'еm
My grandma always ask me why I curse so much
I know my lifestylе trip her out, we went to church so much
I got this shit up out the ground, I turned that dirt to hundreds
And I'ma always stand my ground 'cause they ain't hurting nothing
Play and then I'm murking something
I can kick it with you, but I'm too far gone in this shit
Ain't came in with no feelings, 'cause ain't no feelings gon' get me rich
Got love for all my niggas, but I'm doing this shit here for my kids
If ain't balling, nigga, they tell me how else we gon' win

[Chorus: PG RA]
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself

[Verse 2: Seddy Hendrinx]
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself
How many times you hit my phone [?]
Counting favors, show appreciation, yeah, that shit'll help
Hell nah, I ain't wasting time
Been stop thinking with my heart and sticking moving with my mind
They ain't gon' help you with this money but they gon' help you spend this shit
They ain't gon' help you with this plan, but act like they was with the shits
I know these hoes be sneaking creeps so I can't worry 'bout no bitch
You quick to judge, but you can't walk a mile in this shoes, they won't even fit
Sip quite enough, roll up enough 'til my mind eased up off that shit
I'ma call that shit out if I feel you faking, flagging on some shit
I caught my work, I done did my dirt, I ain't out here bragging 'bout this shit
I just been rolling back this dank and reminiscing smoking stank

[Chorus: PG RA]
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself
They ask me how I feel by myself
I'm tryna count a mil' by myself
Got on my grind, and bitch, I did it with no help
Fuck having friends, I keep it realer with myself