Nothing To Me Freestyle

Hey, hey, heyy, hey, hey Heyy, hey, hey Heyy, hey, hey (Am I a God?) I don't like to go out cause I get too fucking reckless Bottle in my hand this shit might turn into a weapon Old girl went and left me cause she caught me with my next bitch Money bags around my eyes I cannot get no rest bitch I just want it all, I cannot stop being so selfish Everybody left, I got trust issues I can't help it Plug just hit my line, he said he bouta hit my mail quick I can't waste no time, I gotta grind I cannot fail bitch Stop hitting my line girl, how'd you even get my cell bitch? Ain't really with talking, I don't even like to text bitch Don't like to post too much cause I am not with that flex shit Barely tryna catch up while I'm ready on the next shit That's on me, that's on me Keep this shit lowkey so they don't see, they don't see, hmm Hey, that's on me, that's on me Had some friends but they turned fake phony, fake phony, hmm Hey, what you need? What you need? Out here on the block, serve to the fiends on the scene, hmm Hey, don't know me, don't know me Look into my eyes, say what you see, what you see, hmm A whole lot of nothing A whole lot of nothing Only pain and suffering But that shit ain't nothing To me To me, to me, to me No, to me, to me, to me No, it ain't nothing to me No, it ain't nothing to me To me, to me, to me To me, to me, to me To me (Am I a God?) (Tory on the beat)