Lone Wolf

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Jodi

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Look at the wolf
All by himself
He keep it on shush
I don't need no help
All of these bitches I put on the shelf
Stack up my paper invest in myself
I'm thinking long term increasing my wealth
Call me your father man hand me the belt
Asking for hand outs then Nigga you nelt
Had to let them go I don't care how they felt
Cuz
I'm in my bag now
Moving around nigga I can not sit down
Tighten my grip now
I am a ghost the way that I puff clouds
My Niggas they got rounds
And shoot up the block if the happen to spot clowns
I'm making her hot now
She feeling a nigga cuz I'm bout to pop now

What can I say
All of these bitches they came to come play
With a young Nigga that stayed by the bay
Get your dirty ass hands off my plate
Get the bag then I'm running the race
While y'all niggas is running in place
I want the fame and the fortune I want a little taste
But I promise I'm not changing my face
On breaks
I used to sit on the cratez
I had to sit there and wait
Now I got steaks
And spinach plate
Baby girl she got the cake
I can not run with you rascals you fake
Come in my house and you sit there take
Dumb Nigga I know where you stay
Nigga Don't worry it ain't coming today
But I promise your day gonna come
Call up a shorty that look like solanage
Hop on flight that go straight to Mulan
All of you niggas is bitches around a real nigga
Expose you niggas like mulan
I got the world right here in my palm
Bring it to life when I hop on a song
I got the bitches who twerk in the thongs
If you got friends then bring them along
Fill up my chest when I'm hitting the bong
If you living right
Then I want to live wrong
Don't talk to me when you see me on the phone
Matter fact Just leave me alone
I got a lot all on my dome
You can tell I ain't right
By my tone
Pass me a blunt
Then back in my zone
Yall look the same
Y'all some clones
Y'all some small guys
Y'all gnomes
I can't wait till my neck shine and my wrist on froze
I got bitches on bitches like Saint Nick got hoes
I want riches on riches like Kylie got clothes

Look at the wolf
All by himself
He keep it on shush
I don't need no help
All of these bitches I put on the shelf
Stack up my paper invest in myself
I'm thinking long term increasing my wealth
Call me your father man hand me the belt
Asking for hand outs then Nigga you nelt
Had to let them go I don't care how they felt
Cuz
I'm in my bag now
Moving around nigga I can not sit down
Tighten my grip now
I am a ghost the way that I puff clouds
My Niggas they got rounds
And shoot up the block if the happen to spot clowns
I'm making her hot now
She feeling a nigga cuz I'm bout to pop now

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