Help Myself (feat. Fabeyon, Blaksmif, Smoke DZA & Hizeman)

Frank Nino on the beat, really

(It's ya boy, Frank Nino)

Kush God, bitch

I need my Hennessy neat, uh

Can't get paid on a Earth this big, you worthless, kid

I had to pay dues before I had paid gigs (Uh)

Tryna be the best man, nothin' like Taye Diggs

Big money in my phone and where the safe is

No more petty capers, bud helped me get a Datejust

And the Presi' came from slingin' hella plates, cuz

Rap shit, everything is heat rock-based

Young ****, 'member I was carryin' Pete Rock crates (Facts)

Fast forward, got a Pete Rock tape (Facts)

Every leap I take (Uh), hoppin' over shit, I keep my face

Ten toes down, nobody can take my crown (Uh)

Nobody gave me shit, I kicked in doors and I sat down (And I sat down)

Gettin' to some paper now (Uh)

Hijacked the game, I gotta hear safe and sound (Shh)

Shit is simple as a re-up and break down

Had to stay up to stay down, DZA

May the pain stay forever buried

'Cause it made my soul colder than a February

But I turn that February to a Ben & Jerry's

Had to help myself without the secretary

I'm talkin' sales calls, collections, loss prevention

All inventions cost-effective, woo

Helped myself to help myself

I had to help myself to help myself, ya dig?

Uh, if I was born with a silver spoon, it was dope in it

Was boxed in just like the car with the Pope in it

No hope in it, my description had broke in it

Seen a nice crib and had broke in it

And my heart had a lock, nobody could open it

Playin' the game of life knowin' I won't win it

Hot pot, bakin' soda, watchin' coke swim in

Knowin' the work finna make 'em say, "Uh," like No Limit

I stood ten toes like, "No, I don't pivot"

I'm the type to know I could do it if Hov did it

Cash my vacation time, got Os with it

For the moments we ain't have heat and the stove did it

This for the broken soul if it wasn't handed to you

Pain on your man, mother, face handin' candles to you

Dreamin' of a mansion, pool and a family poodle

Back when Ramen Noodles was like salmon to you, hah

May the pain stay forever buried

'Cause it made my soul colder than a February

But I turn that February to a Ben & Jerry's

Had to help myself without the secretary

I'm talkin' sales calls, collections, loss prevention

All inventions cost-effective, woo

Helped myself to help myself

I had to help myself to help myself, ya dig?

Uh, talkin' to them ones from the lower floor

You can hear how we for the culture more 'cause we spoke it pure

Large chips what we hopin' for

I changed my perspective and turned these hardships to an open door

While dudes treatin' life just like scrimmages

Or the ones who might be triflin', bite venomous

But we fight limitless

Where **** is livin' luxurious off of

Movin' a sniff, that's white privilege

First many heard, fam' had slept

Now they see on every camera set that this man a threat

See, I had to plan a step to (Help myself)

And keep goin', handouts what you can't expect

You see how these corners been where families torn again

Look on these judge faces, they waitin' to torture them

But we move forward even when it's sort of dim

Ironically when the storm begin is how we force the wind, Vade

May the pain stay forever buried

'Cause it made my soul colder than a February

But I turn that February to a Ben & Jerry's

Had to help myself without the secretary

I'm talkin' sales calls, collections, loss prevention

All inventions cost-effective, woo (Okay)

Helped myself to help myself (Make every dollar count, ****)

I had to help myself to help myself, ya dig? (Uh)

This sound like the MAC when it touch the yams (Damn)

Better yet, when that cabbage hittin' the cornbread (Okay)

And no free shit, we got our own bread (Never)

I even kept the lights on and kept the fam' fed (They know)

They know we kept the name alive when everybody doubted (The Medium)

I threw my fake smile on, a **** could've pouted (Yeah)

The plug kept me afloat, they thought I

Was drownin' (Leave a **** out, ****)

Made my own lane in this shit when the streets got crowded

Oliver Miller, son, I'm heavy on the block (Yeah)

Probably hit your baby moms, she know I'm heavy with the cock

And I told her, "Keep the twat, I'm only

Here for the top" (That's why I'm here)

See my cousin take a brick and go hibachi in the pot (Okay)

Drugs pumpin' 24/7 like it's CVS (Yeah)

Tints on every window, twenty pounds in the DTS

Pitchin' like the MLB, kickin' shit like it's MLS (Okay)

And what you tryna spend, lil' ****? Say it with your chest

Half P's is twenty-three (You know the

Price), the whole thing is forty-five

Add a couple hundred to the bill if I gotta drive (What you need?)

That's half P's is twenty-three, the whole thing is forty-five

And add a couple hundred to the bill if I gotta drive, it's hot, yeah

May the pain stay forever buried

'Cause it made my soul colder than a February

But I turn that February to a Ben & Jerry's

Had to help myself without the secretary

I'm talkin' sales calls, collections, loss prevention

All inventions cost-effective, woo

Helped myself to help myself

I had to help myself to help myself, ya dig?