Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Apologies in advance
Jealousy ensues but I choose to understand
[Verse 2]
I sip slow think slower
'Cause people love to judge
When they barely even know you
I'ma say that again
I sip slow think slower
'Cause people love to judge
When they barely even know you
When I was seven used to rock soldiers
Hotboys, had it poppin' from the Nolia
I need a project chick from the corner
Cousin had a friend she was like 10
Even then I used to buy her Blow Pops from the corner
Valentine cards, milk money by the quarter
Fast forward, that was dumb girls
Henny by the fifth
Twenty pump, six condoms and recorders
Fucking out of spite, kinda sorta
Got engaged, now I'm thinkin' 'bout a daughter
Spend a lotta time even though I can't afford her
Please keep it coming with the brown water
Please
Back when I had plans of being Hov
Wanted floor change for the quarter waters
When I was naive to these things
I really wanna follow what my heart shares
Money ain't a thing, till it's not there
Bitches ain't shit till you need a queen
And **** all the same till you meet a king
You know what you need when you dead broke
You know what you want when you see the dream
[Verse 3]
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
Best me possibly
[Verse 4]
Upset drunk on a late night
Two shots out from a Drake life
****, I remember those days
When I used to bump day and night
Scott said I was on my own
Since then I been on my own
Nah ****, nah ****
I ain't never had a motherfuckin' handout
A bunch of mistakes in my past tryna stick to a plan route
But that's life, my ****
Sometimes shit just don't pan out
Lately I've been trying to bite my tongue
Dog, I've been in a fight so long, so long, so long
So long with myself
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Why is always an act to attack on myself?
I could use a little slack for the wealth
But I'm too afraid to ask for the help
Still attached to the past
And it's felt like way too strong
I don't ever want to wait too long
But I know if I hold on
How you've grown
Go on, get your dough, baby
Hold on, know you're wrong
Just don't lose your soul, baby
Hold on, don't you know
Love won't ever fall, baby
Killing my, killing my, killing myself
But I could use some sound, maybe
[Verse 5]
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
Best me possibly
[Verse 6]
Step up in this bitch like, WOO
Look at what the cat dragged in
Used to call my crushes on my mama's house phone
13, young and thought I had it mapped back then
I'ma be rich as fuck
Let me bring the racks back in
Had to keep me motivated in a city full of traitors
Drug dealers, blood killers
Keep it old-fashioned
(Two choices)
I'ma be my own caption
Robert Frost theory, ****, never had Siri
Thank God for the vision that was brought back then
No new phone, I'm just done with all my acts my friend
You ain't adding to my life, then you subtractin'
You ain't gotta hit my jack or put the buzz back in
**** on the phone
Caught up in a late night
Can't stay for the day, ma
Had to catch a red eye have a safe flight
20/20 tunnel vision through the hate my
Intuition got me feeling like Draymond
Circumstances I been slippin' over fakeness
No patience, but I think I think too much
Still
I think I lack confidence
Still
I think I want prominence
Dominance, good logic and common sense
But that starts with me
[Verse 7]
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
All I wanna do is be the best me
Best me possibly
Written by: Sylvan LaCue
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