Wander Along (feat. AlexTheOne)
Really returned, I'm spreading the word, few homies cared that I was gone
Thinking my blood is poisonous since the doctors don't know what shit I be on
All these haters need flavor because
I see some of them missing the sauce
I'm a have a good ass time tonight
Some friends be broke but I'll cover the cost
Younger me rocked Nike and Lacrosse, made the pretty girls come across to talk
Better love me for now I could go missing like socks or even 2pac
But I'm too hot to stop until my body gives and then I'll drop
R-i-p YG you live in our hearts
Got to keep going, Mario Kart
Where do I start
From the beginning
Positive with a low chance of winning
Swimming in rhythms just for a feeling
Always get dubs and we high like a ceiling
Now I speed like Goro typing
May just say slurs bruh I'm stereotyping
Haters holding onto shit you better start wiping
Some of yall bananas and you'll never reach ripen
How some holding onto things from decades prior in the past
Only thing I wanna hold are tons of cash and my girls ass
Only got one stock and this ain't smash
Only got one shot better make it last
Sometimes win and sometimes lose but you will choose your path and task
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Watcha gonna do from here dawg
Watcha gonna do from here dawg
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander a... lets go
Alex be back, why you acting petty?
This beat remind me of Ed Edd n Eddy
She cul-de-sack but that bitch ain't ready
Yo hoe in the back and we getting sweaty
R-I-P my dad yeah he was so great
When I was a lad he told me don't wait
To show off my skill I got what it takes
So I won't stop till I'm getting some cake
That bread
I'm a bit fucked in the head
I run up yo spot and start pumping some lead
Yo girl be a thot
How she in my bed
She ask for a lot, so I make her a spread
I gave her a baby
But she ain't my lady
Now things getting crazy, a little bit hazy
Think back to the past when I was so lazy
I need me some ass
Said her name was Katy
Who the fuck Katy?
I don't even know
She tryin to bate me, but I tell her no
Some words of advice, don't fuck with a hoe
I hang with my guys like they Or3o
Things from the past bitch I let em go
I know they will last till the day that I croak
But till that day pass I'll just keep up the flow
Killing these tracks
Murder with Or3o
Thinking my blood is poisonous since the doctors don't know what shit I be on
All these haters need flavor because
I see some of them missing the sauce
I'm a have a good ass time tonight
Some friends be broke but I'll cover the cost
Younger me rocked Nike and Lacrosse, made the pretty girls come across to talk
Better love me for now I could go missing like socks or even 2pac
But I'm too hot to stop until my body gives and then I'll drop
R-i-p YG you live in our hearts
Got to keep going, Mario Kart
Where do I start
From the beginning
Positive with a low chance of winning
Swimming in rhythms just for a feeling
Always get dubs and we high like a ceiling
Now I speed like Goro typing
May just say slurs bruh I'm stereotyping
Haters holding onto shit you better start wiping
Some of yall bananas and you'll never reach ripen
How some holding onto things from decades prior in the past
Only thing I wanna hold are tons of cash and my girls ass
Only got one stock and this ain't smash
Only got one shot better make it last
Sometimes win and sometimes lose but you will choose your path and task
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander along
Watcha gonna do from here dawg
Watcha gonna do from here dawg
Handle your loss and wander along
Handle your loss and wander a... lets go
Alex be back, why you acting petty?
This beat remind me of Ed Edd n Eddy
She cul-de-sack but that bitch ain't ready
Yo hoe in the back and we getting sweaty
R-I-P my dad yeah he was so great
When I was a lad he told me don't wait
To show off my skill I got what it takes
So I won't stop till I'm getting some cake
That bread
I'm a bit fucked in the head
I run up yo spot and start pumping some lead
Yo girl be a thot
How she in my bed
She ask for a lot, so I make her a spread
I gave her a baby
But she ain't my lady
Now things getting crazy, a little bit hazy
Think back to the past when I was so lazy
I need me some ass
Said her name was Katy
Who the fuck Katy?
I don't even know
She tryin to bate me, but I tell her no
Some words of advice, don't fuck with a hoe
I hang with my guys like they Or3o
Things from the past bitch I let em go
I know they will last till the day that I croak
But till that day pass I'll just keep up the flow
Killing these tracks
Murder with Or3o
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Writer(s): Stephen Viereck
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