Self Luv - SkinnyBoi CJ

SkinnyBoi, nigga, uh-huh
(You're gonna end up dead too)

My dad wasn't 'round to teach me how to hit, so how I'm 'posed to fight these demons?
You don't even care when I say that shit, I guess you don't mind me leaving
Oh, no, no, it's somethin' hurt inside my soul
Can't complain about the rain, it could be worse, it could be snow
All these trails and tribulations, I'll go hard 'til I expire
I'm a thug, guys like me, you gotta hold a little tighter
Ain't no love in these streets, that's why you gotta be a fighter
Sellin' drugs just to eat, livin' life like a survivor

Yeah, you gon' miss them FaceTimes if I fuck up and start facing time
Wishing everyone a great life, what I need to start saving mine?
Posted, "CJ, I'm really liking your music," then what's your favorite line?
I ain't come through? Name a time, never let them play with mine
Every ho I want got a nigga, I'ma stay out they way
I ain't even sad for real, the beat just tell me what to say
Crash out 'bout my partner 'fore I think about myself
Bitches come 'round showin' fake love, knowin' damn well I need help
Like the marks inside the road, yeah, I'm stuck inside the streets
Niggas think I'm coppin' out 'cause I don't give a fuck about the beef
Like I'm watching mukbangs, I just wan' see my partner eat
And like I got my gun snatched, I'm just tryna find my peace
On that young nigga shit, I'm dumpin' the clip behind my bro
Ain't trippin' 'bout your ugly-ass mug, the love gon' always show
'Cause we bros
Take a nigga down like somethin' I ain't mean to post (Brrt)
I was down bad on my dick and you know I needed more
I got left inside the cold, I got right, came back with heat (Brrt)
I ain't goin' through that phone, it's on you if you go cheat
You'd rather see me on my back than have it, that right there is so sad
Behind lil' Craig, who gon raise sum' havoc while I chase this bag? (SkinnyBoi)

My dad wasn't 'round to teach me how to hit, so how I'm 'posed to fight these demons?
You don't even care when I say that shit, I guess you don't mind me leaving
Oh, no, no, it's somethin' hurt inside my soul
Can't complain about the rain, it could be worse, it could be snow
All these trails and tribulations, I'll go hard 'til I expire
I'm a thug, guys like me, you gotta hold a little tighter
Ain't no love in these streets, that's why you gotta be a fighter
Sellin' drugs just to eat, livin' life like a survivor