Done It Myself Songtext
von Junk

Ayy, uh

Tell me how are you all from the
Bottom but looking at me from the top?
I′m from a garden of mud but I'm
Popping up, homie, the cream of the crop

Rise, speaking to God, high, leaving the dark times
Leaving ′em cross-eyed, puzzling (Yeah)
What it mean to suddenly lose hundred G's? Ooh, that hurt
Money trees do ugly things, who trouble me gon' smack her (Woo)
Life a bitch, don′t wanna live my life like this
Rich inside, bitch, don′t need to ice my wrist
Fly but you can't reach heights like this
Glide on the beat like I go in, uh

Win or lose, minimal, get swept, get a broom
Pitiful, jet set, pinnacles, interview
Next step, river view, is he too far gone?
You are not that though
Milky white but I′m lactose


Been vilified, no mask on, bitch, I'm getting high
No bath salts but I′m still dripping on 'em like I′m out the shower
They tripping on me, ain't no Eiffel Tower
Y'all wanna visit? Go ahead (Oh)

Hang with me, get the rope again (Oh)
Got the gang with me, yeah, we don′t pretend
Couple bad bitties on the sofa spread
This ain′t Rack City but a loaf of bread in my Herschel pack
This ain't theater, I ain′t pulling no curtain back

Look at the drip I got, you cannot purchase that (Yeah)
I think Percs are wack, stop
Hurt my back, pop
Work them back blocks
Serve no crack rocks


But I still bubbling those
Last year's prices, doubling those
Bad advice is booking you hoes
I′m done with them though
I come and I go
I'm loving myself
I dug me a hole
I done it myself
I done it myself
I done it myself