I wonder where I'd be at now
If I wasn't stuck in this glass house
They throw stones, making cracks fore' they bounce down
They waiting on the one like a countdown
I'm waiting on my funds to clear after I enter my pen number
The angel of death coming, I fear nothing
I'm eager to meet em', my skin numb, I can't feel nothing
My peers love me most when they palms up
Arms out and ready, I just ghost them
It's karma for talking bout' me petty
When you knew I had my back against the wall
My self-esteem ruined, saw you laughing while I fall
All you had to do is call
But I'll bе fine by myself, fly and watch the timе tick
Probably dying by myself
Kobe Bryant off a pick, dropping dimes by myself (By myself)
By myself (By myself)
Tell myself "Homie, n***a something's gotta give"
"Cuz' pastor told me 'only fly frying, it's decided by your sins'"
I'm jus' tryna light this spliff (By my)
By myself, I've been stuck inside my mind n***a
By myself, I've been here
By myself for a brick, by myself (For a brick)
(For a brick) By myself
By myself, n***a, in my mind, ay
By myself, I've been here
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