[Hook]
You don’t gotta feel me because I already feel myself
Fucking with these hoes
Man I swear that I can’t help myself
Rolling up this reefer
Gotta cop it from the high shelf
N***as hating on me but I swear I be nobody else
Nobody else
Swear I be Nobody else
N***as hating on me but I swear I be nobody else
Nobody else
Swear I be nobody else
N***as hating on me but I swear I be nobody else

[Verse 1]
Build my name up from the ground I swear I did that by myself
Homies gave me game but nobody ever gave me help
Posted in the trap
Long nights plotting on my wealth
Whipping in that hoopty with them packs still a had a belt
Lost my n***a Inky in a crash
Always wear my belt
N***as always talking bout the straps
I had two myself
All these haters talking down on me need to kill themselves
Healthy Boyz bitch but we still got them drugs for sale
Every other week
I get free clothes in the mail
Exes tryna run back to me
Then saying it failed
Treat the rap game like some pills all my shit gon’ sell
How you getting money if you can’t even pay your bill
All these rappers lying on the track I be so for real
N***as talking down on my buzz leave some on the bill
I ain’t gotta shoutout all my thugs just know they forreal
Catch me always lifted off some drugs
Rolling up some kale
[Hook]