Opening Credits: All Alone

Thinking bout why people steady doubting me
All these new niggas steady crowding me
Asking for feature on a song
Deep down inside we don't get along
Fake niggas come around when they need you
Then they ass disappear, they so see through
I be tryna make it on my own
But everytime I look around, all I really see is clones
They ask who the best in East st
These lyrics is my art, this my free paint
I don't wanna be the best in my city
Just a youngin tryna stand next to 50
Or maybe Hov
Man I'm tryna glow
This is my life really tryna grow
My city wild, so I'm staying low

Ain't no more hiding, yeah cover blown
Just a black man, tryna build a throne
Everytime I vent, yeah I'm in my zone
I'm never round folks yeah I'm all alone

And everything gonna be okay
My life is really bland, man it is so grey
I stay up out the way, yeah it ain't no case
I have no right to judge, I ain't in no place

Back in August 2019 yeah I met this girl
She was at a low point, she wanted the world
Yeah she had son, that's my little homie
He was hella smart, expressed himself, never phony
Had a dad, but he ain't give a price out his hand
So I stepped in and showed how to be man
Meanwhile me and his mom having arguments
Less respect for each other it was tarnishing
Yeah I tried to listen
But she kept her distance
She didn't pay attention
Affection was missing
So we broke up, things got worst
She was mad at, name in the dirt
Lies in the air, she tried break me
Now she pregnant with my kid, it's getting shaky
All I know is, imma be there for my kid
Imma Spoil my child, like my mom and dad did



Credits
Writer(s): Damond Lockett
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