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letra de by myself - lil kee

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by myself lyrics
[intro]
(what’s happenin’, chi chi?)

[chorus]
the day i die, i’ll be by myself
the day i look up there, won’t be no one else
so i’ma just pop my sh-t
i know my opp won’t miss
walk in that b-tch with my glock in this b-tch
there’s too many opps in this b-tch
i walk out the house got a glock on my hip
know i gotta die by this sh-t
you reach for the chain, you takin’ a chance
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam

[verse 1]
wherever you play, boy, you lay
i tell little boy he get shot in his face
these n-ggas, b-tches in lane
you lower your sh-t, get the f-ck off my page
she like, “for real, i don’t care ’bout your lane”
i’m like, “fillin’ by your face”
i won’t tell no lie lil’ hoe, i promise it gon’ be okay
give me your faith, i’ll lead the way
if you f-ck up, i bring the game
ain’t tuckin’ this sh-t, i’ma just sling my chain
nig’ gon’ die, speak on my name
i don’t care who you is, i take your stain
i don’t know that hoe, i know her brain
when everything lit dawg, i want everything to change
[chorus]
the day i die, i’ll be by myself
the day i look up there, won’t be no one else
so i’ma just pop my sh-t
i know my opp won’t miss
walk in that b-tch with my glock in this b-tch
there’s too many opps in this b-tch
i walk out the house got a glock on my hip
know i gotta die by this sh-t
you reach for the chain, you takin’ a chance
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam

[verse 2]
oh, who caught down on my b-tch
’cause you know my nine got a beam
and my opps know where i live
but they know i bang for real
and they know i’m bangin’ still
walk in the house with a bag in hand
the hoe wouldn’t go so i banged the friend
if i like a hoe i’m make it rain
i’ma stood up and go all in perc, you trippin’, don’t care if you gang, for real
then i’m gonna make still
einstein, chain chill
head’s stone, pain real
einstein, my mil’
i sigh, gang grill
hmm
[chorus]
the day i die, i’ll be by myself
the day i look up there, won’t be no one else
so i’ma just pop my sh-t
i know my opp won’t miss
walk in that b-tch with my glock in this b-tch
there’s too many opps in this b-tch
i walk out the house got a glock on my hip
know i gotta die by this sh-t
you reach for the chain, you takin’ a chance
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam
put that lil’ boy up on the blam

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