PMO $howtime & 2000Baby - By Myself

I'm stepping by myself
Cause I know niggas like to tell
Before I tell I'll do a 150 sitting in that cell
Before I tell I'll drop dead on this earth and go to hell
I don't get along wit fakes so I need everything real
Push everyone away cause really ion want nobody help
I hide my pain with a smile just so no one can tell
So when they ask if I'm alright I tell em everything's well
It's fucked up my nigga sitting he ain't even got bail
I know some niggas who ain't living I'm still wishing they was here
Like I don't know if God listening, I'm just praying that he hear
Like I don't know who really for me cause they all be disappearing
But I know I got a vision so I'm sticking to it
Focused on myself don't give a fuck what other niggas doing
Drama on the net I never been the type to get into it
Bout that bread no matter what it's mandatory that I'm gettin to it
And way before designer belts we was putting strings around our waist
Used to see em from the shoulders now we reaching from the waist
When you was pulling over praying I was speeding from the jakes
When you was talking to the pigs bitch I was tryna beat a case
I pray I see that nigga & pray that I can see another day
Pray I keep the fake away, get them niggas out my way
Cause I'm sliding for whatever ion ask why
But other niggas wasn't cut the same and nigga that's why
I'm stepping by myself
Cause I know niggas like to tell
Before I tell I'll do a 150 sitting in that cell
Before I tell I'll drop dead on this earth and go to hell
I don't get along wit fakes so I need everything real
Push everyone away cause really ion want nobody help
I hide my pain with a smile just so no one can tell
So when they ask if I'm alright I tell em everything's well
I'm stepping by myself, I keep that heat behind my belt
I'm stepping on my own, but my niggas rocking right or wrong
Watch who you be with, niggas don't be trynna plead the Fifth
Watch who you be by, niggas don't be trynna keep it quite
Money talk, niggas talk too but niggas tell lies
Heard he talking to the boys I heard he like to testify
If you pull up on me wrong I might just have to let em fly
Ion do the disrespect ain't finna let them niggas slide
If I ain't by myself, then I'm prolly posted with the guys
If I ain't in the booth then I'm prolly posted with a vibe
I just faced a wood so now I'm posted in the sky
She like nigga how you posting on the Gram but cant reply
I be posted in the cut I keep that hammy on my side
I was finna say you bad but you already know you fine
How I knew that you was thick before I seen it from behind
I been on my own, only been with me myself and I
I'm stepping by myself
Cause I know niggas like to tell
Before I tell I'll do a 150 sitting in that cell
Before I tell I'll drop dead on this earth and go to hell
I don't get along wit fakes so I need everything real
Push everyone away cause really ion want nobody help
I hide my pain with a smile just so no one can tell
So when they ask if I'm alright I tell em everything's well

Written by:
Jaden Locke, Quinton Lewis

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