(Hook)
I do this shit for myself
I did not do it for you
I came up and made it happen
I been trappin in my Stu
I want the watch with the diamonds
I will not buy it for you
I wanna count all benjis
I will not get none for you
None of this shit is for you
You do not work like I do
I did this all by myself
None of this shit is for you
Nah none of this shit for you
None of this shit is for you
You see the diamonds they dancin
Reverse like teo do too
(Verse)
Dance like teo being doin
Run through the game
Like I’m Patrick Ewing
None of you bitches
Are getting a clue
I’m sorry to say
You cannot see the view
But you can go watch it
On channel 9 dude
Look at the money I threw
Dead faces they color is blue
So lifeless
They still look at you
Actives sipping on lean
Till I puke
Run up the money
Can’t spend it on you
Neck is so icy
I might catch the flu
Fancy so I catch a flight
To paris
Verily scarily
Geeked on adrenaline
All of these n***as
Still see no comparison
Genuine specimen
Sometimes a gentleman
Where is the doctor
I’m outta my medicine
Damn I’m outta my skeleton
Finish my show
And cop me a bag again
Don’t prefer Gucci
But still the rep the gang
Fast learner
Catch on to slang
Where ever I go
Keep me a thang
She say I’m handsome
Lil bitch let me bang
Bought me a rari
A 488
Skirting off
Racing a wraith
(Hook)
I do this shit for myself
I did not do it for you
I came up and made it happen
I been trappin in my Stu
I want the watch with the diamonds
I will not buy it for you
I wanna count all benjis
I will not get none for you
None of this shit is for you
You do not work like I do
I did this all by myself
None of this shit is for you
Nah none of this shit for you
None of this shit is for you
You see the diamonds they dancin
Reverse like teo do too
(Verse 2)
I did this shit by myself
I’m good I do not need no one else
Snakes in the grass I’m saying farewells
Damn she so bad get the rack like Michelle
Like fuck
I did this all by myself
And n***as is funny
I owe no one else
So don’t ask for shit
When you all by yourself
Cause when i feel down
It’s every man to himself
Fuck that shit
Every gang for themselves
Cause I run with my n***as
Put ya head on the shelf
Thinking ya winnin
Cause ya cook in the kitchin
I payed for my bag
Gotta keep my extended
Like uh
None of this shit is for you
Pointing that choppa aiming at you
None of this shit is for you
I did it for me and never for you