By My Lonely
Don't treat me like Kanye
Can you love me anyway
I run up these rackades by my lonely
I was tryna forget this pain this shit console me
Can't put my trust inside these niggas they all phony
Only conversate with this money like it know me
We put them dollars on his head now he zoned in
All my zombies seeing red by the morning yea
I got two bitches in my bed they said they horny
It ain't nothing left to be said cus girl you owe me
We sip patron up out the bottle baby pour me
She love to act up on that drink so we record it
And I don't know about no love so baby show me
I'm bout to sit back and roll up while you performing
I lost my cousin to these drugs but Im still rolling
I'm running low on popping seals who got that codeine
Aint never stressing bout no bitch she for the whole team
Pass her to Money then we kick her out the bnb
Man they talking like they know me but it ain't easy being me
I roll with hustlers bitch check my pedigree
Bitch I graduated I put 14 on my teeth
No I ain't no Drake but I spent my days up in the East
I run up these rackades by my lonely
I was tryna forget this pain this shit console me
Can't put my trust inside these niggas they all phony
Only conversate with this money like it know me
We put them dollars on his head now he zoned in
All my zombies seeing red by the morning yea
I got two bitches in my bed they said they horny
It ain't nothing left to be said cus girl you owe me
Can you love me anyway
I run up these rackades by my lonely
I was tryna forget this pain this shit console me
Can't put my trust inside these niggas they all phony
Only conversate with this money like it know me
We put them dollars on his head now he zoned in
All my zombies seeing red by the morning yea
I got two bitches in my bed they said they horny
It ain't nothing left to be said cus girl you owe me
We sip patron up out the bottle baby pour me
She love to act up on that drink so we record it
And I don't know about no love so baby show me
I'm bout to sit back and roll up while you performing
I lost my cousin to these drugs but Im still rolling
I'm running low on popping seals who got that codeine
Aint never stressing bout no bitch she for the whole team
Pass her to Money then we kick her out the bnb
Man they talking like they know me but it ain't easy being me
I roll with hustlers bitch check my pedigree
Bitch I graduated I put 14 on my teeth
No I ain't no Drake but I spent my days up in the East
I run up these rackades by my lonely
I was tryna forget this pain this shit console me
Can't put my trust inside these niggas they all phony
Only conversate with this money like it know me
We put them dollars on his head now he zoned in
All my zombies seeing red by the morning yea
I got two bitches in my bed they said they horny
It ain't nothing left to be said cus girl you owe me
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Writer(s): Matthew Guerette
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