Lyrics:
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
can't cancel our Christmas
Italian roadsters, high yellow stitching
Yeah, what the fuck is y'all pitching?
Hall of Fame with the O's, Cal Ripken
My hands
flight, hey
Keeping it steady!
[Pre Hook: Tebz Smith]
Every day
Every day
It's you we need on a steady
Lord your grace is all we need to keep pushing
We about to pull up on Jimmy house with a 50. Cal ready to explode
Is you down nigga (Are you down)
We about to hit the liquor store with some
at work by 9
I always thought the carefree style would be the way I lived my life
Been trippin on 1992 when all you did was smile
I guess that that's
on into the wolfman howlin at the moon
All about that Personality Crisis you got
It while it was hot
But now frustration and heartache is
What you got "
finished trying to picture
A world with people free
When you're finished looking up and the
Down is all you see
Then make your goal the first foxhole
fans.
But this is G.E. Smith's guitar, and he doesn't talk to it the way I do mine.
And it's in open tuning, so what comes out sounds like
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
chicken wheezy
Coughing up Covid in America's Graffiti!
I said the world is run by aliens!
If you don't believe me just ask your tele-vheezy!
Watch them how
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
My name is Cameron I go by CAL these days
And I've never claimed a gang, I represent my last name
And I understand y'all pain but I just can't relate
I'm lonely without you
I'm lonely without you
I'm lonely without you
I'm lonely without you
Only thing I can do
Is go on this road by myself
My
zombie
By my own I’m lonely
Lost in the world I’m zombie
For the love I’m junky
For the love I’m junky
For the love I’m junky
Sometimes all we need is
for the .40 cal
All this positive shit and really I'm hardly different
Thinkin' I might end up in a cell right by these niggas
My mind started
You want to know what is it for?
Well, all the lonely people
Where do they all come from? Yeah
All the lonely people, where do they all belong? Now
You want to know what is it for?
Well, all the lonely people
Where do they all come from? Yeah
All the lonely people, where do they all belong? Now
You want to know what is it for?
Well, all the lonely people
Where do they all come from? Yeah
All the lonely people, where do they all belong? Now
I been up for days
Ohhh
The world is so cold and I'm feeling so lonely
Im missing the old times
Im missing the old me
Im getting high everyday chill
Hard to move on when you always regret one
I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna do right by you got me here
Now all I am is alone
Living in a world like you
Take a little walk down by the seaside
Feel you like to play but you look so down now
People everywhere do they all come from?
the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made my bed, I'ma lie in it, mum
Live by the gun, die by the gun (chyeah)
All the blood,
At an mintue
Any second
Now there is a hole
In my heart Like I got
Shoot by Smith and Wesson
Please just call me back
Because I've been prayin, hopin and wishin
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