i do this by myself

i do this by myself aint nobody next to me the only nigga left cooking up a recipe call me top chef floating on Ecstasy i be feeling less bitches keep texting me trynna make me stress i just hit ignore i think thats for the best niggas got that drive trying to run me like a test feeling like the man of steel i dont need no vest giving free cpr pump to his chest palm stay itchy guess the money about to come do a buck 50 wen im riding with my gun never kno who envy atleast i try to teach my son fuck who opposed that be lesson one o one tucked in the cut gotta keep the wound fresh gotta keep it lock before i add a new flesh i be off them rocks im talking about the moon crest wen i run out i go buy a new set talking out his neck he must think he a threat showed him wat it is now his momma upset he wanted all the smoke so i gave him contact gave him fatality mortal Kombat