Son of a Bitch

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If I want it, gotta get it on my own
I'm working for myself
Until I die, I'll be alone
No uncle calling me, like where you at?
He know I'm grown
I blocked my mother's number
She keep blowing up my phone

Yeah, I think I'm going crazy, running around
You know I'm always on my doley shit
Don't need no fucking gang
I'm moving milly by my lonely, bitch
And you know I ain't gonna shoot
But I still be on my Kobe shit
'Cause I'm balling until the day I die

I said I'm doley, bitch
Don't got myself a gun
But I ain't going out like Tony, bitch
You know I ain't Soprano, I'm more of a baritone
But I'd still make you dance like I'm playing saxophone
But baby you could hear the soul in the tone of my flow

Yeah, this ain't no newbie shit
This shit is not a game
This ain't no call of fucking duty bitch
I swear I'll turn this shit into a movie quick
No shooting blicks, but we can still shoot the shits
I'm talking one-on-one with fists
But you niggas ass, I'm with the shits
I said I'm doley, bitch
Don't got myself a gun
But I still wake up every morning, bitch
But you could suck this glizzy
'Cause it's stiffy, and I'm horny, bitch
You dick-riders can't even ride dick
This shit is boring, bitch
I told 'em 'f*ck the world'
But I still ain't bust a nut
Cause I don't give a f*ck
I had to stop doing that
Was celibate for a minute, though
But my dick been very backed up
So it's f*ck you all
And when I nut, ima need like 8 xans with some alcohol

And if I want it, gotta get it on my own
I'm working for myself
Until I die, I'll be alone
My father? He a bitch, no he do not want no smoke
Can't give my mama money
'Cause she'll spend it all on dope
Yeah, I think I'm going crazy, bugging out
I don't know why but the f*ck I'm going with my life
I'm not afraid to die
'Cause I've already lived through this shit a couple times
Or maybe I'm just paying for my elders' sins and crimes

But my vibes been saucy
Niggas wanna rob me
Let a nigga cross me
My old gang? They lost me
Ain't a dime it cost me
I fed you, how you salty?
My wardrobe? You copied
And still rocking my G-fazo's
That I gave to you because you was broke
You had no money for clothes
But now you wanna act bold
Act like you ain't get smoked
Tuh, nigga, tato
You know with me, you can never, ever go toe-to-toe

Yeah, you leaked the wrong vids
Why don't you post the vid from when I had you leaking in your whip?
Swollen eye, busted lip
Stripped naked, clothes ripped
Still had my ups on
Nigga ran me my kicks
And I beat you with them shits
How you still on my dick?
Yet, you still talking shit?
You start it, I finish it
And I never, ever snitched
And that little diss you spit wasn't shit
All that crack you smoke done made your ass illiterate
You stupid bitch

And if I want it, gotta get it on my own
I'm working for myself
Until I die, I'll be alone
I don't ask for shit
I'd rather sleep out in the cold
That shelter life is different
Get me out this SRO

I said I'm lonely, bitch
I'm better off this way
I don't need no one to console me, bitch
I'm feeling like my family and my friends don't even know me
Shit, I wasn't meant to be alive
I ain't sign up for this
No, no, no, no

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