Me, Myself & I - G Herbo/A Boogie Wit da Hoodie.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis S. Campozano Jr./Brendan Walsh/Herbert Wright/Artist Julius Dubose
[00:00.163] 作曲 : Luis S. Campozano Jr./Brendan Walsh/Herbert Wright/Artist Julius Dubose
[00:00.327][Intro]
[00:02.702]([?])
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[00:04.015][Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[00:08.468]And that's why I’m walkin' with my head
[00:10.827]To the sky ([?])
[00:12.078]Niggas talkin' crazy like they on street shit
[00:15.329]And they already know my vibe (Yeah, they know, yeah)
[00:17.859]My heart broke there, already showed me their weakness
[00:20.203]Clutch with this .30 on my side, every day a different route
[00:22.953]I get to kick out all these foreigns, drive be crazy every time
[00:25.506]But it’s just me, myself and I this time (Look)
[00:27.578]It's me, myself and (Look) I
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[00:29.578][Post-Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[00:30.610]My hand up on my fire (My hand up on my fire), ah
[00:34.032]But not bеcause I want you to see how shit ain't sweet (Not because I want you, look, uh)
[00:35.891]Put my feelings to thе side this time (Put my feelings to the)
[00:38.202]My heart so big, sometimes I cry over street shit (Big-hearted)
[00:41.328]Now it's just me, myself and I
[00:43.578]'Cause I'm the only person that really cares if I don't [?]
[00:46.828]And I try to talk to God but I'm afraid ’cause we ain’t spoke in so long
[00:50.578]He'll probably think I only need shit
[00:52.078]Ah
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[00:53.624][Verse 1: G Herbo]
[00:54.156]I’ve been tweakin' (Trippin')
[00:54.952]Hardly ever sleepin' (Sleepin’)
[00:55.957]Always overthinkin' (I feel it)
[00:57.282]Tryna duck the [?] (That's how I'm livin')
[00:58.827]Think of poppin' pills
[00:59.828]Man, this shit get real
[01:01.077]I be wakin' up in chills
[01:02.578]Like I'm havin' seizures
[01:03.828]Talkin', I be preachin' (Preachin')
[01:05.078]I don't know no preachers (Nah)
[01:06.391]I don't **** with rappers (**** 'em)
[01:07.703]I don't want no features (Pussy)
[01:08.954]Used to be with demons
[01:10.265]I got tired of feeding 'em
[01:11.827]Tote my own heaters
[01:13.077]Nigga, I don't need you (I don't)
[01:14.327]I was on my ass, barely had cash
[01:17.240]Still gave niggas my last, now they got amnesia
[01:19.827]Sent niggas away, like they own Visas
[01:22.078]I still be with demons but for my own reasons (You know that)
[01:25.328]Now I'm always in L.A., in a different region
[01:27.671]Put me in the Hall of Fame, any given seasons (Any season)
[01:30.219]Can't live in Chiraq 'cause I'm sick of niggas grievin'
[01:33.077]I'm ready to go back 'cause I'm sick of niggas breathin' (I'm sick of niggas breathin')
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[01:35.610][Instrumental Break]
[01:35.610]
[01:36.406][Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[01:42.078]And that's why I'm walkin' with my head
[01:44.078]To the sky ([?])
[01:46.141]Niggas talkin' crazy like they on street shit
[01:48.266]And they already know my vibe (Yeah, they know, yeah)
[01:51.328]My heart broke there, already showed me their weakness
[01:53.328]Clutch with this .30 on my side, every day a different route
[01:56.195]I get to kick out all these foreigns, drive be crazy every time
[01:59.078]But it's just me, myself and I this time (Look)
[02:00.828]It's me, myself and (Look) I
[02:03.079]
[02:03.343][Post-Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[02:04.958]My hand up on my fire (My hand up on my fire), ah
[02:07.078]But not because I want you to see how shit ain't sweet (Not because I want you, look, uh)
[02:09.704]Put my feelings to the side this time (Put my feelings to the)
[02:11.953]My heart so big, sometimes I cry over street shit (Big-hearted)
[02:14.968]Now it's just me, myself and I
[02:17.080]'Cause I'm the only person that really cares if I don't [?]
[02:20.453]And I try to talk to God but I'm afraid 'cause we ain't spoke in so long
[02:23.719]He'll probably think I only need shit
[02:25.837]Ah
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[02:26.890][Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[02:26.890]Look
[02:27.688]You tryna ride my wave, you might drown or get seasick, baby
[02:30.875]So much Christian Dior [?], worrying about creases lately
[02:33.453]I used to make all of your problems my problems, baby
[02:36.078]I put three zeros in her bag, oh, what I already made it happen
[02:39.203]And my bank account [?], I got more commas, baby
[02:41.453]Shit get realer when you richer and it still amaze me (Oh)
[02:44.766]I'm buyin' Lamborghinis instead of goin' half on babies
[02:47.078]Workin' and securin' bags, how you think I'm lazy?
[02:49.828]Like this money was religion, used to think it saved me
[02:52.328]The bitch finessed me more than once so it's hard to persuade me
[02:54.827]Niggas be askin' for too much, swear they thinkin' I'm Jay-Z
[02:57.453]But if I speak out like I'm Ye, they gon' say that I'm crazy (Oh)
[03:00.211]Similarities between our cities, I feel like we neighbors
[03:02.828]I they say they don't **** with us, I just feel like they hate us
[03:05.453]That what I'm sayin' and I don't know if they be fakin'
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[03:08.203][Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[03:08.203]So I'm why I'm walkin' with my head
[03:10.313]To the sky ([?], yeah)
[03:11.375]Niggas talkin' crazy like they on street shit (They on street shit)
[03:13.703]And they already know my vibe (And they already know my vibe)
[03:15.703]My heart broke there, already showed me their weakness
[03:18.812]Clutch with this .30 on my side, every day a different route
[03:21.828]I get to kick out all these foreigns, drive be crazy every time
[03:24.335]But it's just me, myself and I this time (Look)
[03:27.203]And it's me, myself and (Look) I (Oh)