Juelz Santana - By Myself lyrics

[Intro] No more lying friends [Wayne ad lib] f** 'em Wanting tragic ends Though they do pretend They won't go when I go X2 [Wayne ad lib] You can't doubt what I got, and if you do you can't go where I go I'ma go by myself, I come in by myself, so I guess it's all about me and it's f** you [Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] Come on home biscuit,for man's sake No more fake hugs and handshakes Stand straight, you sweeter than a pancake Me, I'm trying to get that green like the landscape As for my team, originate See what I gotta say can't wait I demand cake Gotta eat, keep the family straight They all holding out they hands and plates Yeah, Wayne's from a place called Hollygrove from the bottom of the globe Area code 5-0-4 Be hero Joe and I zero in with the Eagle and there'll be no him I don't need no help, I don't need no homie I don't need nobody - n***a, I got money n***a, I got heart to go along with the guns Call me Weezy F. Baby, I be by myself when I cum, yeah [Hook: DJ Keyz] I don't need 'em, I don't need 'em I don't love 'em, I don't trust 'em So mothaf**a I was born by myself with my dick in my hand With my mind on a million dollar plan Now baby, you are looking at the million dollar man And I'ma die alone, so alone I stand [Verse 2: Juelz Santana] Dudes that never spoke to me now wanna speak [beat it] Girls that never said a word now wanna creep [beat it] Guys that never ran with me now wanna be [what?] The only pa**enger in my coupe with two seats Damn, what is it Holmes? Ya boy's breath soft Air fake, I can feel the silicone You're all a bunch of Pamela Andersons Me, a family man, I take care of the family, man [ya dig?] And it seems like my day one n***as ain't acting like day one n***as I ain't changed, I just came up, n***as And trust me when I say I ain't put the streets down or them things up, n***a Bring the Phantom through the hood, I ain't fronting on y'all Just tryna let you know it's bigger than the corner, my dog I ain't playing basketball, but I'm ballin' for sure Now back to the money, catch me when I come off tour [f** 'em] [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] The rims may offend you on the sh** I slide into f** you, send ya to the desert, tell ya be cool Ahem, hold on the pistols Roll by the cops and turn up the stereo Sittin' at the corner, lookin' like a owner Talkin' to the owner, yeah my price goin' up All in the strip club, never get a bo*er Only get hard for dough, I'm Homer And you're a Simpson, and I'm a pimp, son And she ain't comin' to the crib 'til her friend come We gettin' money over here, you need to get some Out comes the cold steel for my income [Verse 4: Juelz Santana] Out comes the cold steel for my victims Born alone, die alone, but you could die with them Cars white and s**y like Nicole Kidman Bad chick by my side, video vixen Ya might fly to L.A. just to shop at Kitson Thousand dollar hoodies, I'm pickin' up about fifteen That's about fifteen thousand, I'm trickin' Zero on b**hes [Zero] Swarovski crystals, Great China Wall And my money run longer than the Great China Wall And my pockets is Mediterranean Sea deep So keep plotting and praying to get me [come on] [Hook]