L.N.L.Y 2 <3
(I've been so fucking lonely lately)
(I've been so fucking lonely lately)
(I've been so fucking lonely lately)
I've been so fucking lonely lately
Oh, can you tell?
Been wanting make you mine baby, oh girl I swear
I treat that bitch just like my K shordy
She get these niggas killed
Told mama I would always go get that bag
And, I wouldn't fail (And I been, And I been)
Poppin' them perkies, lookin' pale
Been leavin' my heart out for you and for sale
You done went through the thunder, I went through the gale
Then I left my heart with a bitch and I failed
And no matter how much drugs I take, I don't think that our love's real
And I don't think it'll heal me
Apartment number eight, that where I be
Or prolly at 2500, or out the meet
And, she gone hit my line and tell me we should let it be
But, what about everything I did for you?
And everything you said to me
Now I'm stuck up, up off the drugs, ain't shit really aiding me
Don't know why all these hoes see me as the bad guy
But, I don't do no cap, no flock, don't tell no lie (Fye, fye, fye)
You leave me on my 'lone you broke my heart
Broke my heart, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been so fucking lonely lately
Oh, can you tell?
Been wanting make you mine baby, oh girl I swear
Send shots, I treat her like my K shordy
She get these niggas killed
Told mama I would always go get that bag
And, I wouldn't fail
(I've been so fucking lonely lately)
(I've been so fucking lonely lately)
I've been so fucking lonely lately
Oh, can you tell?
Been wanting make you mine baby, oh girl I swear
I treat that bitch just like my K shordy
She get these niggas killed
Told mama I would always go get that bag
And, I wouldn't fail (And I been, And I been)
Poppin' them perkies, lookin' pale
Been leavin' my heart out for you and for sale
You done went through the thunder, I went through the gale
Then I left my heart with a bitch and I failed
And no matter how much drugs I take, I don't think that our love's real
And I don't think it'll heal me
Apartment number eight, that where I be
Or prolly at 2500, or out the meet
And, she gone hit my line and tell me we should let it be
But, what about everything I did for you?
And everything you said to me
Now I'm stuck up, up off the drugs, ain't shit really aiding me
Don't know why all these hoes see me as the bad guy
But, I don't do no cap, no flock, don't tell no lie (Fye, fye, fye)
You leave me on my 'lone you broke my heart
Broke my heart, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been so fucking lonely lately
Oh, can you tell?
Been wanting make you mine baby, oh girl I swear
Send shots, I treat her like my K shordy
She get these niggas killed
Told mama I would always go get that bag
And, I wouldn't fail
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Writer(s): Tj Goodson
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