[Intro: Mr. Porter]
Runyon
Where ya mama at?
Runyon Ave
[Chorus: Mr. Porter]
I can make it by myself
I don't need no help from no one else
'Cause if I didn't make it or have no wealth
I think I'd still be here, by myself
I pray to God whenever I need help
Other than that I was by, by myself
I did it by myself, by myself
I made it by myself, that's why I'm by myself
[Verse 1: Proof]
So much pain it made me, through the struggle that raised me
From the late 80's to Rabeez, on to Jay-Z
Dead-beat and lazy, still had that baby
Hair was Krazy as Drazy, hoping rap would pay me
I had the dreads in tube sticks, writing these new hits
Crystalised the blueprints, then spit it on two inch
Just headed to ruins, no warnings, I knew it
Never did act foolish, 'til this day I'm cool with
Every man I've started with, now I'm under the heart of it
Pushing with my all my strength, just tearing my cartilage
If only a quarter rich, I'm happy with that
Hood envy think I'm stingy, they come at me with gats
Why don't you listen for a second where I'm exactly I'm at
The credibility is slim, true, I'm backing all that
And for this y'all testing me, dissing my recipe
When every real man makes out his own destiny, right?
Runyon
Where ya mama at?
Runyon Ave
[Chorus: Mr. Porter]
I can make it by myself
I don't need no help from no one else
'Cause if I didn't make it or have no wealth
I think I'd still be here, by myself
I pray to God whenever I need help
Other than that I was by, by myself
I did it by myself, by myself
I made it by myself, that's why I'm by myself
[Verse 1: Proof]
So much pain it made me, through the struggle that raised me
From the late 80's to Rabeez, on to Jay-Z
Dead-beat and lazy, still had that baby
Hair was Krazy as Drazy, hoping rap would pay me
I had the dreads in tube sticks, writing these new hits
Crystalised the blueprints, then spit it on two inch
Just headed to ruins, no warnings, I knew it
Never did act foolish, 'til this day I'm cool with
Every man I've started with, now I'm under the heart of it
Pushing with my all my strength, just tearing my cartilage
If only a quarter rich, I'm happy with that
Hood envy think I'm stingy, they come at me with gats
Why don't you listen for a second where I'm exactly I'm at
The credibility is slim, true, I'm backing all that
And for this y'all testing me, dissing my recipe
When every real man makes out his own destiny, right?
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