[Chorus 1: Phonte]
By myself
H.O.J., even when I'm by myself
Little Brother, even when I'm by myself
Foreign Exchange, even when I'm by myself
Zo! & Tigallo, even when I'm by myself
Justus League, even when I'm by myself

[Verse: Phonte]
Phontigallo for dolo
Smile for the camera, n***a, pose for the photo
Pause for the promo
Cause failure's a no-no
Back on my fly shit
So green with envy, kiss me, I'm Irish
N***as be asking me "Who we got to ride with? "
They saying "Come back Tay, we been cravin'"
We need LB to come and save the rap game
But, truthfully
I don't think the shit needs savin'
I think we got wives and sons that need raisin'
New dreams to fill and for that, we need patience
Twenty-one years old, I used to slang verses
But ten years later, I am not the same person
Whole new perspective, not the same purpose
And sometimes I have to question if I even want it
Not mad at the game cause it is what it is
And not mad at the radio cause I don't know what's on it
Be in my own universes when I be doing verses
Burn 'em down like the Klan used to do to churches
Back in the day in my town, n***a
Don't come around if you a clown n***a, then go and do the circus
First, do the knowledge, then do the purchase
Understand why, against me, a coup is worthless
Battle Tay?
That's the dumbest shit I ever heard since
Ex-hoes claiming that they're born-again virgins
Feeling like a born-again version
Of myself, thought I left the shit I used to listen to
'Til one day, I was playing my old shit like
"Who the fuck is this? I kind of miss this dude."
It's the same old Tigga that slowed your whole movement
And y'all dudes just all show and no provin'
And honestly, I like what them young boys is doin'
But my n***as like "Tay, they close, but no Cuban"
Like I was the chosen
One for flowin'
I'm done, the rap game's No Country For Old Men
I'll always spit whenever the spirit hits me
But fuck if I'm a be doing this shit when I'm sixty
And that's no disrespect to KRS
I'm just trying to make my art and do what's smart
I'm saying
Rapping Tay, four-and-half-mic honoree
Or singing Tay, first-time Grammy nominee
N***a, you do the math
N***a, you add it up
That's on my mind when I press record
A lot of n***as probably mad at me
But I would rather be a lonely wolf than a sheep that's bored
So fuck it
[Chorus 2: Phonte]
Be by myself
Big Pooh, even when I'm by myself
Big Dho, even when I'm by myself
Nicolay, even when I'm by myself
My n***a Zo!, even when I'm by myself
Median, even when I'm by myself
Yazarah, even when I'm by myself
DJ Flash, even when I'm myself

[Scratching]
"God bless and good night" - Big Pooh