Lonely

They don't really get me I'm like blockchain I'm high octane I'm like hot wings I'm like not sane I let rocks bling I ain't got fame I did not change I let the pot blaze Cause I'm not phased Built for hot days You is not Dade My niggas got paid Off of stock trades But let a Glock raise If a cop taze Replay gat sound Yeah that sound I lay rats down I state facts now Dade back now It's pay back now I came back round Haze background Cause I cannot stop I'm in the drop trop Getting slop top Off a hot block I late night plan Like the white man My veins ice fam From the Vice Land Comb through the streets Chrome in the reach Gold in my teeth I blaze on a sack The train off the track The game on my back It ain't coming back Reach for the stars that was hella long ago Everybody fraud now these niggas gotta go It's never what I want but it's where I gotta go I put shit in a row then I flick domino If you a chill bitch That I could deal with You see some real shit Six plus face Speaking up straight We could become great She look edible And do the edibles Boy I'm telling you Do the color toes Or let the stomach show Now they wanna know She got a tight cat You know I like that Now make it slide back I give no stroke She do a slow roll She bust solo See them other niggas Yeah they fucking with ya But they some dummy niggas After six weeks Convo get deep Now she get me Give it to me raw Talk it to me nice 3g in a raw Burn Gelato Ice Maybe nut in raw Thought about it twice New Breezy was on Purple color lights 30 days went on Not to my delight Look like daddy's home One hell of a life Switch go off and on One hell of a fight How I'm gon' get on With this shit every night Can't go overkill with pills Ivy just trying to chill for real A Rugrat trying to feel a lil' Fiend is fiend and trill is trill The flow sick and what's ill is ill Gold trim like a Steeler still Ice burr make me feel like Bill Fuck the cops I reveal then peel Make me pass on a mill I will And imma die on the trillest hill So if you play round this field get killed Comb through the streets Chrome in the reach Gold in my teeth I blaze on a sack The train off the track The game on my back It ain't coming back Reach for the stars that was hella long ago Everybody fraud now these niggas gotta go It's never what I want but it's where I gotta go I put shit in a row, then I flick domino If it wasn't this then my life just vacant Why the world sound like we frying bacon? In the coupe black flying like a raven All chrome blades and the ice is skating Burn some with Ivy it's really potent Find out this life shit is really broken Fake at the core shit is really hopeless Kick down the door cause it rarely opens You don't get it