ice cold be myself şarkı sözleri
I woke up one morning after I peed myself, looked in the mirror,
I couldn't believe myself
Lost in my thoughts, I had to retrieve myself, I'm glad, had seen that shit,
I jumped in the
shower cause I had to clean myself, Big bowl of o's had to feed myself,
Gi joes, those helped me free myself, Stuck in the house cause shit I couldn't leave myself
Nothing video games and puff cheese couldn't help
Given directive not to ever answer the door,
To sit on the couch, and I had to eat on the floor
Jason or roman, was welcome at all
Found myself in my momma room amazed at what I saw
So many different toys that's here
In this adult drawer, so many plants and white papers, looking like a staples,
My imagination led to fascination
Lots of stagnation, because I raised myself, no exaggeration
Linked up with mac, and that led to incarceration, but that happened simply after I played myself
Tryna be grown, leaving home, tryna raise myself
Okay my bad for tryna entertain myself since
Gave a f*ck
20 years later feel like I freed myself, Healthy because of how I feed myself It's legal now, so I cross breed myself, don't cop from
That's the cheapest route
I learned all about sex myself, drugs myself
Had to pay the middle man just to plug myself,
I learned your people will snake you, I learned these bitches will
break you
You can trust some of your friends, but these fiends ain't faithful
You know kane killed abel,
I learned that from aunt adrienne,
I learned I could shoot dice, one
day me and lulu was playing
Couple people start joining, set the pot up to twenty , once
I got a shot nobody else could pick up the money
Normally they would rob me, but I'm
B from the lobby, plus, could get clean from the poppies, plus,
Dice right beside me, and
if you reach it's a body,
When I reach it's a rollie, if it tick it's a phony
I had to work on being me, while being me wasn't working
I treated school like the club, and the block like a church
Worship hip hop, for me, jail was a pit stop, push ups and flip flops Missing mardi gras, tits out, got out poppin', putting hits out, now,
Is fucking with this sound