Very Alone (feat. $HAMAN)
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(Ay, ay, ooh, ay, ay) I may die alone You may die with me She get high with me That thirty no ADD That thirty okay with me F*ck nigga no fade with me Bae why play with me I roll Js for free Old bitch bi and new chick straight And numbers don't lie you knew niggas fake And I get baked, take my pain away Gone take that rain away I'm gone hit that stain today Get too turnt off Tanqueray Smoke that shit Mary Jane today Cool white chick cocaine for play Dip off quick switch lanes to stay Hit don't miss my knees to pray (Ay) I might move to Austin (Ay) I may move to Boston (Ay) She make move for profit (Ay) She may choose but lost it (Ay) I'm on this cruise I got one bitch one life to loose An I may drown in all this booze Say you down but who you foolin? Stay around I miss this movement Make new sounds and that's no music Make new rounds I cop new Ksubi's Take your crown and now I'm ruling Say you a queen but got no servant Pop this bean I got no purpose Sip this lean but is it worth it? Off two tabs in one Suburban She take xans when she get nervous I sip cans and I'm not perfect I need bands but bitch you cursed it Dashed I ran so pull them curtains I need bands but bitch you cursed it Dashed I ran so pull them curtains I may die alone You may die with me She get high with me That thirty no ADD That thirty okay with me F*ck nigga no fade with me Bae why play with me I roll Js for free Everyone saying I better go get it Spit better than anyone rappers pathetic My subject will murder your predicate I ain't a veteran but I been getting percentage A hundred and ten I am giving I'm grabbing the mic and I'm spittin' no written I ball in the game I am Jordan no Pippen They telling me hold up wait no intermission, I spit intuition Bars are so biblical this not a Christian religion I'm sipping no vino my bloods in the system I'm trippin' Psilocybin be distorting the vision Flows, I be switching Change it up like four quarters I'm the quarterback Imma order that Cop four more just to form a rack Calculate the math like Pythagoras, I was born to rap Putting CT on the map C.O. double N.E.C.T.I. cut Impregnate brains mind f*ck Sativa indica I puff No waiting' Imma make my luck (We made it ay, we made it) I may die alone You may die with me She get high with me That thirty no ADD That thirty okay with me F*ck nigga no fade with me Bae why play with me I roll Js for free (Ay) I may die alone You may die with me She get high with me That thirty no ADD That thirty okay with me F*ck nigga no fade with me Bae why play with me I roll Js for free (Ay)
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Written by: Charles Close, Sunset Perignon
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