Silas GaYe - Myself / 5 Years

(No adlibs on this one)
(Can you get over yourself)
(YEAHH)
I'm just tryna do my best
I can't listen to nobody else
What I'm feeling now is truly hell
All this smoking made my body melt
And I'm knowing that your there for me, but
I'm dealing with these demons by myself
What I vision now you couldn't tell
You'll get trauma if you try to help
Why are you still complaining
Your more beautiful then any girl
Your flaws within itself
Is a statement of some good health
What are you mad for, we just having fun
I'm an asshole, yeah I'm truly cunt
From the back door, we fucking to the front
Girl I'm dangerous, even without this gun
Around my neck is stainless
If you listen I can get you one
When I'm rich you can hold me to this song
I should probably write this down
I'm just tryna do my best
I can't listen to nobody else
What I'm feeling now is truly hell
All this smoking made my body melt
And I'm knowing that your there for me, but
I'm dealing with these demons by myself
What I vision now you couldn't tell
You'll get trauma if you try to help
(I know you)
(You'll get over me)
(But can you get over yourself)
(Before you go and love somebody else)
(You should probably get some help)
(Ion give a fuck what people say)
I been, lost in my mind
You see, often I cry
Take a sip, off of some wine
(Fill that thirty in my cup)
Niggas are blind
Some G's lost in the crime
Some G's off doing time
(FDG, FDG)
Me I don't think chakla chakla
Everything around me skata skata
Me I don't think chakla chakla, but
Everything around skata skata
Dancing, we get to dancing
She call me handsome
Dangerous, we smoking ganja
Don't want no cancer
It's been 5 years and we friends still
Five years, you calling me your man still
Five years, I'm tryna run a trend still
Them other people out here dressing bland still
(Shit they wearing quite)
I'm still dripping in these pants, still
Said I'm finna get me an advance
Spend it on some equipment
Need to promote my last single
Ain't nobody ever gave me a chance
Fuck it ion even need em'
Finna take me out the middle
I grew up in West side
Then I grew up in the East
Burn City I grew up with G's
(Uhh)
Power napping in a V-line
Now I'm pealing off in KiKi
(Oooaaahhh)
God forgive this mission
God forgive my mission
Everything I did to get here
(Some people think a nigga bad coz idgaf what people say)
Lost in my mind
You see, often I cry
Take a sip, off of some wine
(Fill that thirty in my cup)
Niggas are blind
Some G's lost in the crime
Some G's off doing time
(FDG, FDG)
Me I don't think chakla chakla
Everything around me skata skata
Me I don't think chakla chakla, but
Everything around skata skata
Dancing, we get to dancing
She call me handsome
Dangerous, we smoking ganja
Don't want no cancer
It's been five years and we friends still
(It's been almost a decade)
(Yeah we dancing to Reggae)
(Aaaaah)
(Yeh da shit they wearing quite)

Written by:
Gayetee Sonkarley

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