ScottyMay - Myself Lyrics

I can only be myself
Contemplating gently
How many vibes throughout bedtime
Think of myself and who I be
I can only be myself
Straight to the sky I mean jet line
When so many down below empty Can’t be who they are and they think that’s fine (aye)
I got whatever
Hot like the devil
They think they better
But I know better
Scotty you ran outta weed ?
Grab me some more out the dresser
High is the level
Fly like a feather
Got me a new header
They think it's whatever
But man it’s whatever
I know I’m clever
She tried to trick it
But my trick is better
She curling her toes
It ain’t cold
Check the weather
Maybe I know what I know and it’s better
Better than me
Better than you
We gotta check cuz I don’t know the answer
Ego a boast and I throw it away
We got some bigger fishes to fry in a day
My niggas need a plate and a private J
Killing shows
And the road ain’t a mile away to success so
I can only be myself
Contemplating gently
How many vibes throughout bedtime
Think of myself and who I be
I can only be myself
Straight to the sky I mean jet line
When so many down below empty Can’t be who they are and they think that’s fine (aye)
I got whatever
Hot like the devil
They think they better
But I know better
Scotty you ran outta weed ?

I can only be myself
Contemplating gently
How many vibes throughout bedtime
Think of myself and who I be
I can only be myself
Straight to the sky I mean jet line
When so many down below empty Can’t be who they are and they think that’s fine (aye)
I got whatever
Hot like the devil
They think they better
But I know better
Scotty you ran outta weed ?
Grab me some more out the dresser
High is the level
Fly like a feather
Got me a new header
They think it's whatever
But man it’s whatever
I know I’m clever
She tried to trick it
But my trick is better
She curling her toes
It ain’t cold
Check the weather
Maybe I know what I know and it’s better
Better than me
Better than you
We gotta check cuz I don’t know the answer
Ego a boast and I throw it away
We got some bigger fishes to fry in a day
My niggas need a plate and a private J
Killing shows
And the road ain’t a mile away to success so
I can only be myself
Contemplating gently
How many vibes throughout bedtime
Think of myself and who I be
I can only be myself
Straight to the sky I mean jet line
When so many down below empty Can’t be who they are and they think that’s fine (aye)
I got whatever
Hot like the devil
They think they better
But I know better
Scotty you ran outta weed ?