Lonely
(Yeah Yeah)
Yeah and I'm chillin and I got that Prada on my clothes
Yeah and my money it get louder, know they sour, yeah they fold
Got some brain she a scholar, do this shit all on my own
Yeah now she acting crazy and she blowing up my phone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Think it's about time that I switch up my flow
Yeah think it's about time that I switch up my hoes
Yeah put my mind to it I gotta focus
Yeah bad bitch do the splits, split the sea like Moses
And I'm balling so damn hard, yeah I ball like Kobe
Yeah thought that shit would weigh me down, that shit can not slow me
If she really fuckin with me then she gotta show me
How do I have everything but still feel lonely
Yeah she wanna fuck, put her to sleep like she drink codeine
Yeah and I skirt of in that car, think its foreign
Yeah cannot fuck with that bitch she boring
Yeah running from your problems just like Forrest
Yeah running from your problems just like Forrest
(Yeah Yeah)
Yeah and I'm chillin and I got that Prada on my clothes
Yeah and my money it get louder, know they sour, yeah they fold
Got some brain she a scholar, do this shit all on my own
Yeah now she acting crazy and she blowing up my phone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Yeah and I'm chillin and I got that Prada on my clothes
Yeah and my money it get louder, know they sour, yeah they fold
Got some brain she a scholar, do this shit all on my own
Yeah now she acting crazy and she blowing up my phone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Think it's about time that I switch up my flow
Yeah think it's about time that I switch up my hoes
Yeah put my mind to it I gotta focus
Yeah bad bitch do the splits, split the sea like Moses
And I'm balling so damn hard, yeah I ball like Kobe
Yeah thought that shit would weigh me down, that shit can not slow me
If she really fuckin with me then she gotta show me
How do I have everything but still feel lonely
Yeah she wanna fuck, put her to sleep like she drink codeine
Yeah and I skirt of in that car, think its foreign
Yeah cannot fuck with that bitch she boring
Yeah running from your problems just like Forrest
Yeah running from your problems just like Forrest
(Yeah Yeah)
Yeah and I'm chillin and I got that Prada on my clothes
Yeah and my money it get louder, know they sour, yeah they fold
Got some brain she a scholar, do this shit all on my own
Yeah now she acting crazy and she blowing up my phone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
Yeah my heart is just to cold yeah so leave me alone
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Writer(s): Tristan Garza
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