Myself

“Myself” by Cheston (Official Audio) “Rockstar Fever” by Cheston. Available Now: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/cheston/rockstar-fever-2 SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-979075271/sets/rockstar-fever Lyrics: (Go) (Yeah, yeah) (Don’t bother me, I stick by myself) (I don’t f**k with nobody, nobody else) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (don’t f**k with nobody, nobody else) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Huh, yeah) I need a ten, no I shouldn’t do it, i’ll do it again I was just scraping the pot, I ain’t have no pot to piss in 2826, had them steppers outside that b**ch for real yeah Making vibes inside the trenches we the realest And we got so much fire, stretch em like a gymnast Yeah and we gone put 5.56’s in yo kidney Man these n**gas better get in they place Before I come through and take they winnings Y’all n**gas too lazy that’s how I see it These b**ches Fugazi that’s how I see it I’m coming to win, it’s destined for me You can’t have that car, you can’t have that house you can’t have that b**ch, if you don’t got no job Don’t get involved, the gang involved We got it all, we tote it all Slime em out, get em gone Why the f**k is you pillow talking to the h**s F**k all these n**gas be tripping The f**k they be on Have yo a** praying just like you the pope I gotta slide, hit the road I gotta slide and hit the road Tryna slide in a double R, tryna go and do the most I feel like I’m finna spaz I ain’t tryna crash out before I blow Remember it was rags I’m tryna get rich and put my wrist on froze Open the Door Open the Noor Gotta explore Coming through but I’m not dora I need the map, map Glock in the backpack Loose screws go mad max (Yeah, yeah) (Don’t bother me, I stick by myself) (I don’t f**k with nobody, nobody else) (Nobody else, nobody else) (I don’t f**k with nobody, nobody else) All of this wishing yeah it got me tripping I’m doing too much, going out of commission Minding my business yeah I see the vision I’m in Ralph Lauren, rocking Givenchy I’m in my element, smoking the gas, the trees You know I’m gone always inhale it And I’m about that green I’m talking that cheese I gotta get that lettuce Aye yo s**t gone get in the way of the grind But I told you don’t let up It’s hard to fit all this s**t inside the box I feel like I’m playing Tetris Big steppers, they chilling on all the avenues I’ll make em stretch ya Like a vampire out all night long With them lethal weapons They say when you get inside the real world This s**t really hectic I asked you for another question It’s past due waiting for the message When I was with you, I was really restless To tell you the truth I was second guessing Hate it when my heart start wrecking Why the bad b**ches heart breakers Stargazing chilling with the stainless Chopstick 808 banging Feel it in the air like bang did Turn into a purple cup ranger Perkys are for rappers and the singers The thirties are for trappers and the dealers Don’t give a f**k what you say I don’t smell or feel you I don’t fear you This s**t real, I’ll fight or fear you I’m from that jungle man I’ll send them birds to get you Put my wrist on tundra Yeah I need my wrist glistening Take em out the picture ohh he was tryna fit Make three wishing dog, see what you get On my Aladdin s**t, on the carpet and s**t I need a magical whip I’ma slide in a ghost I’ma slide in a rolls I’ma slide in a rolls I stay on go WEALLWEGOT inside this h*e