Myself by Trizz Lyrics
[Intro]
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
[Verse 1]
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
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Hook]
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
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
[Verse 1]
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
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Hook]
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