Life Is LØNELY!
No vices on me
Life is lonely
I wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Got the devil on me (yeah)
The devil want me (yeah)
Just wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Moon-walk, Coachella fashion hall
Six-foot, stand on my money, I'm tall
My life's a mess, so I just wanna go ball (ball, ball)
Feelin' bad, so I try to flood my wrist wrist wrist
Get this cash, get this money, do not miss miss miss
Red lights, everybody gettin' lined up
Uh huh, yeah (uh huh)
Let me do my cha-cha slide
Smoked all my green, I'm fried
I'on even wanna go outside
Never know when you might die
It's such a tragedy, how every legend die
But I ain't ever gon' leave, even if I go die
Let me do my cha-cha slide
Smoked all my green, I'm fried
I'on even wanna go outside
Never know when you might die
It's such a tragedy, how every legend die
But I ain't ever gon' leave, even if I go die
No vices on me
Life is lonely
I wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Got the devil on me (yeah)
The devil want me (yeah)
Just wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Moon-walk, Coachella fashion hall
Six foot, stand on my money, I'm tall
My life's a mess, so I just wanna go ball (ball, ball)
Life is lonely
I wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Got the devil on me (yeah)
The devil want me (yeah)
Just wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Moon-walk, Coachella fashion hall
Six-foot, stand on my money, I'm tall
My life's a mess, so I just wanna go ball (ball, ball)
Feelin' bad, so I try to flood my wrist wrist wrist
Get this cash, get this money, do not miss miss miss
Red lights, everybody gettin' lined up
Uh huh, yeah (uh huh)
Let me do my cha-cha slide
Smoked all my green, I'm fried
I'on even wanna go outside
Never know when you might die
It's such a tragedy, how every legend die
But I ain't ever gon' leave, even if I go die
Let me do my cha-cha slide
Smoked all my green, I'm fried
I'on even wanna go outside
Never know when you might die
It's such a tragedy, how every legend die
But I ain't ever gon' leave, even if I go die
No vices on me
Life is lonely
I wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Got the devil on me (yeah)
The devil want me (yeah)
Just wanna ball ball ball, no Stoney
Moon-walk, Coachella fashion hall
Six foot, stand on my money, I'm tall
My life's a mess, so I just wanna go ball (ball, ball)
Credits
Writer(s): Cloud Jackson
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