Lonely Freestyle
Quabundles
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At the top it get lonely Everyday gotta walk with it on me I can see through the fake and the phony Funny how niggas claim they ya homies like He really dont know me Why you lie when you called me ya brodie Cant trust you might try n zoe me I cant trust him he might try n hoe me like No umbrella I walked through the rain I been fighting depression I keep me a weapon, im stepping What you know about pain? Up late I been crying again I feel like putting one to my brain Miss the ones who I call friends Nowadays it all be pretend Who really gon ride ina end? Everyday gotta walk with a heater Two seater do the dash dont look at the meter I pour up dat drank by the liter Picture me ina hills with my feet up With the gang yea you know I can't leave em Yeah I need em When you see me just know you gon see em Send the addy if you wanna meet em I can feel it All the envy and hate I can feel it So I hop ina booth and I speak what I feel Only way I know thats gon heal it I feel distance, so I mix it And ya presence, kinda miss it Miss ya hugs, and ya kisses But you lied in my face, you be tricking And you know im forever gon thug it If I catch me a opp ima up it Try and run up n see I aint bluffin Since a jit I always been buggin I got use to the hate now i shrug it I forgave you for all the mistakes Im surrounded by killas and snakes I had jumped in that water aint break But f*ck that, where the love at? You was claiming i fucked her i dubbed that Cant trust that, thats fake shit Even when i peep shit I dont say shit I get high for the pain I replace it I jus roll me a wood and i face it I cant take it, she cant take dick She touch on my body get naked Tell her shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I told brodie to fake it to make it, once we get to the top we gon take it Take it, take it, take it, take it If its something I want I attain it I told momma sit back lemme pay it I adore her, I dior her She matching my fly she the one I told gang dont lack keep a gun Im from newark where they kill anyone Bodies droppin, every summer Every year it get worst in the slumber It get hot now everybody wonder Why they killing the young more than others For my brothers, ima step on whoever whenever Ina streets it get worst dont get better Never lacking i walk with my head up Like like, what you wanna do? Run up on me i been itching to boom Come make a scene and im clearing the room I just smoke weed and i sip no shrooms On the opps side, where the opps hide They be dissin the gang they aint outside Im in love w the spinach like popeye I get chicken I aint talking no popeyes Me and my guys, 6 fried guys I jus roll me a wood now im sky high I just roll me a, I just roll me a Yea it's just for the healing I jus sit back and roll up my pain Always feel like its sumn im missin F*ck the hero I was always the villain Always feel like its something Im missing, always feel like its something I'm
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