Myself Lyrics – Ned Kelly
Singer: Ned Kelly
Title: Myself
All these fake cunts man
All these f#cking clout chasers and sh#t
I don’t need none of you cunts man
Oh sh#t, is that filip?
〈.?.〉 myself
I got the swag, the drip, the sauce, i’m feeling myself (i’m feeling myself)
Had to stop popping the pills, cuz i was killing myself (i was killing myself)
I had to up my game, i had to keep this sh#t real with myself (real with myself)
p#ss# boy stay in your lane, it ain’t no one competing with myself
Yeah i did this sh#t (all by myself)
And i’m getting rich (all by myself)
Yeah i did this sh#t (all by myself)
And i’m getting rich (all by myself)
I don’t need nobody, cut them boys off hell nah i’m not sorry
High as hell in the lobby, she 〈.?.〉 and i said prolly
They wanna be me but they can’t, i’m pipeing his b#tch, hell nah 〈.?.〉
I need me a castle like my name was frank, deuce of the wok i drop it in my drank
I keep it clean like a maid
He act tough but he afraid
〈.?.〉 that’s why he throw shade
Been on it since seventh grade
We going up and you cannot come with us
Had to stop drinking it gave me the jitters
They all my sons 〈.?.〉
We making money that’s why they so bitter
When i’m in the stu they call me a wizard
Gimme my cut and i ain’t talking scissors
Feel like i’m pluto i need some resistance
Hell f#cking nah i can’t make her my misses
All i make is hits, all you making is misses
〈.?.〉 i used to wash dishes
They thought it was funny i’m living my wishes
That boy looking bummy as hell and i’m flexing
Yeah i’m flexing, we going to the top ain’t no question
〈.?.〉 question
I know all my pockets is 〈.?.〉
I’m more than enough and you less than
And we wanna hear a confession (trash)
Best stay up in your profession (yeah)
I’m working this sh#t to perfection
The money give me an erection
Oh he so lost, he need some direction
Straight out of sydney and i’m from the west end
Tryna talk down, say it with your chest then
Benjamin franklin, you know that’s my best friend
No you can’t kick it with me, you a mess man
You know i stay high with the gang 〈.?.〉
My boys down to ride and it’s a blessing
I got the swag, the drip, the sauce, i’m feeling myself (i’m feeling myself)
Had to stop popping the pills, cuz i was killing myself (i was killing myself)
I had to up my game, i had to keep this sh#t real with myself (real with myself)
p#ss# boy stay in your lane, it ain’t no one competing with myself
Yeah i did this sh#t (all by myself)
And i’m getting rich (all by myself)
Yeah i did this sh#t (all by myself)
And i’m getting rich (all by myself)
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