
By Myself Lil Kee
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[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 shit
I know my opp won't miss
Walk in that bitch with my Glock in this bitch
There's too many opps in this bitch
I walk out the house got a Glock on my hip
Know I gotta die by this shit
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 niggas, bitches in lane
You lower your shit, get the fuck 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 fuck up, I bring the game
Ain't tuckin' this shit, 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
(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 shit
I know my opp won't miss
Walk in that bitch with my Glock in this bitch
There's too many opps in this bitch
I walk out the house got a Glock on my hip
Know I gotta die by this shit
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 niggas, bitches in lane
You lower your shit, get the fuck 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 fuck up, I bring the game
Ain't tuckin' this shit, 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
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