Lone Wolf

God-damn, I'm a lone-wolf soldier
'Til the coffin, I'm an all-day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October
And I'm losing my mind, but I still manage
I been blowing up, but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man, I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning

I got money, but I don't care
I just keep my head down, I don't got time for all that
'Cause chasing fame will get you nowhere
I don't go that way now, I just drop my tapes then I fall back
'Cause all that shit sound like a nightmare way too many died there
Going my own way, with the devil by my side
Look inside my mind where all my demons hide there
Roll through Grim Peaks, Grim Reaper in my ride

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh

God-damn, I'm a lone-wolf soldier
'Til the coffin, I'm an all-day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October
And I'm losing my mind, but I still manage
I been blowing up, but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning

Sometimes it feels like I keep stacking way too much on my soul
My life's in pieces, but I keep moving, no, I can't fold now
So when the demons talk, I'ma pay no mind
Keep on scaring everyone with the tales I write
From the side to the main, I got too much on my mind
I keep going 'til the grave, I been working every night

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh

God-damn, I'm a lone-wolf soldier
'Til the coffin, I'm an all-day smoker
Traumatized, and a little bipolar
But I still deliver every October
And I'm losing my mind, but I still manage
I been blowing up, but I still panic
Sick of all the snakes, man I can't stand it
They ain't ready for the shit I'm planning



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Revive
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