By Myself

[Intro]

D-Diego

[Chorus]

I don't need nobody

I did all this shit right by myself

Stack five hundred thousand

Fuck I look like need somebody help

I'ma trend the topic

Go ahead and look up at my shelf

Ain't no B.B. Simon this ain't no Margiela on my belt

All black and full, you know I did this shit myself

Pull up with all my ice on, and still these shorties melt

You wouldn't believe it if you seen the cards I dealt

If you ain't getting money, then it's fuck how you feel

[Verse]

Ride this ride, go and choose your side

You can't be mine, but you might for the night

Don't talk much, I just stand my money high

I don't say much, 'cause they watchin' from the side (Uh)

Pull up the Balanciaga, uh I put you all on that Prada

Could tell in her voice what she taught to me

She do anything for a dollar (Uh)

Stop comin' to me with your problems (Uh)

I am not your father

I'm not the one you lied to

Bitch I am not your rider

[Chorus]

I don't need nobody

I did all this shit right by myself

Stack five hundred thousand

Fuck I look like need somebody help

I'ma trend the topic

Go ahead and look up at my shelf

Ain't no B.B. Simon this ain't no Margiela on my belt

All black and full, you know I did this shit myself

Pull up with all my ice on, and still these shorties melt

You wouldn't believe it if you seen the cards I dealt

If you ain't getting money, then it's fuck how you feel

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]

I don't need nobody

I did all this shit right by myself

Stack five hundred thousand

Fuck I look like need somebody help

I'ma trend the topic

Go ahead and look up at my shelf

Ain't no B.B. Simon this ain't no Margiela on my belt

All black and full, you know I did this shit myself

Pull up with all my ice on, and still these shorties melt

You wouldn't believe it if you seen the cards I dealt

If you ain't getting money, then it's fuck how you feel

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]

I don't need nobody

I did all this shit right by myself

Stack five hundred thousand

Fuck I look like need somebody help

I'ma trend the topic

Go ahead and look up at my shelf

Ain't no B.B. Simon this ain't no Margiela on my belt

All black and full, you know I did this shit myself

Pull up with all my ice on, and still these shorties melt

You wouldn't believe it if you seen the cards I dealt

If you ain't getting money, then it's fuck how you feel