Popular Loner

Pipe that shit up, TnT
I don't know, like (Wild, wild lifestyle)
I just don't, I don't get people
I don't fuck with nobody, I don't get around nobody
I just like being dolo, ya know what I mean?
I don't know, I just don't understand them
Or maybe it's... they don't understand me

Weight of the world on your shoulders and you're feeling all alone
You got it, my nigga, just hold on
Thug life ain't dead, I'ma be this way, until they kill me
'Til then, I'ma make these niggas feel me
My nigga it's a wild, wild lifestyle
A wild, wild lifestyle
I don't get along with my peers, I'm at war with myself
So fuck you, and everybody else

Okay, I finally get the meaning of fighting demons (Fighting demons)
Late at night, I ain't sleeping, I'm up, thinking (I'm up thinking)
I'ma ball all season, for last season (Yeah, yeah)
Back when I was on the bleachers, they left me needin' (Yeah)

Thug life ain't dead, niggas scared, that's how I feel (I feel)
I don't fuck with my peers, never did, and never will (I never will)
And I can't keep a bitch 'cause I be peepin' shit
I ain't with all of that beefin' shit, I'd rather leave a bitch
In the city, brought my glizzy with me, I'll delete a bitch
Niggas hating on a daily, but be on some features shit, leechin' shit
Niggas mad at me but I can't understand them (Understand them)
How you mad at me and I'm tryna feed my family? (Family)

And my school, ain't feel like high school, 'cause niggas fake (Yeah, yeah)
So I would skip classes, and break in houses, to get paid (Yeah, yeah)
Told my momma, "One day, one day, I'ma be straight"
Stack all my chips and I'ma move, far away

Weight of the world on your shoulders and you're feeling all alone
You got it, my nigga, just hold on
Thug life ain't dead, I'ma be this way, until they kill me
'Til then, I'ma make these niggas feel me
My nigga it's a wild, wild lifestyle
A wild, wild lifestyle
I don't get along with my peers, I'm at war with myself
So fuck you, and everybody else

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ya know, I'm a popular loner
Maybe it's me, maybe it's not, maybe it's me
Fuck it, grra, grra



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Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Rodarius M Green, Darvin Barthellemy
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