Sage - By Myself Lyrics

I'm by myself
Walking through the streets of Hell
Miami Beach took an L
Too much fast money, I couldn't tell
I'm by myself
And my soul they try to steal
Imma' ride or die for the mill
So tired of a motherf*cker, I'm too real
Yeah yeah and I got to go back, go back
In the downtown trap long track, yeah
And I'm walking through the beach
Tryna get 3, tryna come with me
Tryna pay my rent, rent don't freeze
My nigga f*ckin' with me, yeah
I had a girl ask me one time
Do you ever get tired of this?
I said no bitch, this my life shit
And it's how I get down on some gang shit
I been riding round working these late shifts
I don't want to say it in a song but I'm real as shit
Had a hard time had to do what I do
So I didn't f*ck around
Had to do what I do
Cause you know how I get down
Yeah, and you know that I get down
Yeah yeah but I made my dreams
Made my reach, yeah
Even though I had to pay my dues
Yeah yeah, this life don't come for free no
I'm by myself
Walking through the streets of Hell
Miami Beach took an L
Too much fast money I couldn't tell
I'm by myself
And my soul they try to steal
Imma' ride or die for the mill
So tired of a motherf*cker I'm too real
Had to pull up all to it
Had to go, go, go
How to go from little girl, small town, little world
Made a wrong turn, suddenly I'm gone
Had to go from little girl to a big woman, real world
Made a couple deals girl
No mommy daddy, got it on the real girl
Yeah yeah
Still walking in my heels
Little girl turned hood yeah yeah
Little engine that could yeah yeah
Call me what you want but I get my chips
See it around my wrist
On my grind at all times, now my soul is rich
I'm on yeah
See it around my wrist
So tired of a motherf*cker yeah yeah
They caught me slipping
But now they wishing
That they would have stayed around
Since I made it now, yeah yeah
They caught me slipping
But now they wishing
That they were gon' ride with a, boss like me
Riding round town getting fly like me, yeah yeah
Getting fly like me, yeah
I'm by myself
Walking through the streets of Hell
Miami Beach took an L
Too much fast money I couldn't tell I'm by myself
And my soul they try to steal
Imma ride or die for the mill
So tired of a motherf*cker I'm too real
I'm by myself
Walking through the streets of Hell
Miami Beach took an L
Too much fast money I couldn't tell I'm by myself
And my soul they try to steal
Imma ride or die for the mill
So tired of a motherf*cker I'm too real