By Myself lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherf*ckin' beat?)
(Ah, nah, you ain't make that motherf*cker)

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

[Verse 1: PG RA]
I feel like I'm too real for certain sh*t so I don't f*ck with n*ggas
You ain't get no money, on my mama, I ain't f*cking with you
Hard for me to function with my loved ones in the f*cking system
Breaking off these lawyers for my brothers 'cause I f*cking 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 sh*t 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 sh*t
Ain't came in with no feelings, 'cause ain't no feelings gon' get me rich
Got love for all my n*ggas, but I'm doing this sh*t here for my kids
If ain't balling, n*gga, 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 b*tch, I did it with no help
f*ck 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 b*tch, I did it with no help
f*ck having friends, I keep it realer with myself

[Verse 2: Seddy Hendrinx]
f*ck having friends, I keep it realer with myself
How many times you hit my phone [?]
Counting favors, show appreciation, yeah, that sh*t'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 sh*t
They ain't gon' help you with this plan, but act like they was with the sh*ts
I know these hoes be sneaking creeps so I can't worry 'bout no b*tch
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 sh*t
I'ma call that sh*t out if I feel you faking, flagging on some sh*t
I caught my work, I done did my dirt, I ain't out here bragging 'bout this sh*t
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 b*tch, I did it with no help
f*ck 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 b*tch, I did it with no help
f*ck having friends, I keep it realer with myself