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chief keef - treat myself lyrics

[intro]
(this is foenem radio, on bd)
i’m the one that got the city up
down, but they love you when you’re up (this is foenem radio, on bd)
about no l!ck back, just don’t hit me up
my l!ck back whenever you let me f_ck
say she infatuated with trucks
but we ain’t playin’ no seven up
i’m a diamond from the rough
b_tch, i gotta treat myself

[verse 1]
b_tch, i wake up in the morning, spark a blunt, and be myself
take a look up in the mirror, i just wanna squeeze myself
i done been through so much smoke to where i couldn’t even see myself
i’ll never need a b_tch, but i’ma always need mysеlf
diamonds shinin’ off my charm, i think i christmas tree’d myself
i start wearin’ yellow diamonds, it’ll look likе i peed myself
granny ain’t like when i dropped out, granny, i can teach myself
so icy, hand me a jacket, b_tch, i ain’t tryna freeze myself
g so swung around the jungle, youngin, call him donkey kong
n_ggas be havin’ big_ass mouths like that commercial for honeycomb
i be laughin’ to the bank, you’d think i hit my funny bone
look at my jewelry selection, b_tch, yeah, you know my money long

[chorus]
started from the bottom, i’m the one that got the city up
they don’t f_ck with you when you’re down, but they love you when you’re up
told that b_tch i don’t care about no l!ck back, just don’t hit me up
b_tch, i’ma get my l!ck back whenever you let me f_ck
baby say she love cars, say she infatuated with trucks
told her put her head down, but we ain’t playin’ no seven up
i got diamonds on my neck, i’m a diamond from the rough
i’m not trippin’ ’bout no paper, b_tch, i gotta treat myself
see chief keef live
get tickets as low as $80
[verse 2]
b_tch, i wake up in the morning, look in the mirror, and kiss myself
‘fore a b_tch make me mad enough to bl!ck her, i’ma bl!ck myself
and i be workin’ so motherf_ckin’ hard, i’m talkin’ so hard, need to tip myself
and that f_ck n_gga think he smart, tell him i’m smarter than a b_tch myself
bro done passed me the motherf_ckin’ ball, if i miss the shot, i’ma bench myself
‘fore i let a ho spin me, i’ll stand on my toes and spin myself
n_gga think he havin’ cash, my pockets swoler than a b_tch myself
foenem ridin’ up in a jeep, that b_tch so loud, couldn’t hear myself
thought that n_gga bought that bentley, they repo’d it like voila
i got big ol’ bands like 50, that b_tch gon’ get in my car
stood through fire, storm, sleet, that’s the pros of bein’ a star
i got a hundred for every motherf_ckin’ time bruce lee said, “wah”

[outro]
i’m not trippin’ ’bout no paper, b_tch, i gotta treat myself
i’m not trippin’ ’bout no paper, b_tch, i gotta treat myself
told her put her head down, but we ain’t playin’ no seven up
told her put her head down, but we ain’t playin’ no seven up

- chief keef lyrics

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