Alone

(I've been counting all them days down)
Yeah, it's that TM3 shit (you know how we rocking)
(Been alone, like I've been counting all them days down)
Like, I been-, yeah

I feel alone, like I've been counting all them days down
We'll kick it for the night, but for the weekend, you can't stay 'round
Baba calling on my phone, nah, I told her leave me 'lone
I'm just chilling at the crib tonight, won't go out, each is own

Now I'm just looking for a way out, I'm picking up that pace
I'm just looking for a way back home, I'm kicking on the Jakes
I'ma dump this bitch until it's gone, I'm clicking 'til it break
All that love I went and shown, what I got back was something fake (was something fake, then what I)

What I got back was something fake
I'm in that trap, I'm selling weight
It's get back gang, but I could wait
I'm in new places, different states

I'm skipping the town
That bitch is a thought she be skipping around
I got to skate taking a different route
Now I give her the boot after dicking her down

New pack got to double it up
All hard work, I'm like, "Where is the luck?"
Up early, let's get me a jump
We got the sticks like we playing with drums

No pain like I'm feeling numb
No names like I'm playing dumb
Choppa got kick, I ain't talking no punt
When I step in the spot, I just throw up too much

And the people I lost I'ma do it for you
I'ma slide on the block, throw a few out the roof
Like shawty, she doing too much
Look what that lil' bitch doing to you

I ain't loving no bitch, I'm in love with the bucks
I ain't trusting no bitch fuck you thought that it was
Shoot from the neck up and send him above
I might blow me your rent when I go to the club (I try, try)
I might blow me your rent when I go to the club (I try, try)
I might blow me a bag when I step out (I try, try)

If I let off a shot then you better get down
I was in high school, always got left out
I was in love and I always got let down (right)
Now they hitting my phone tryna see what the check 'bout (right)

She bitching, I told her to get out
I ain't tripping, I'm on to the next
I ain't bringing my phone I ain't sending no text
I'ma slide on the block and leave everything dead

All this anger, I got to go let out
For the money, I think I'm obsessed
Still breathing, I think that I'm blessed
Now I'm feeling alone, got to stay with the tech

I feel alone, like I've been counting all them days down
We'll kick it for the night, but for the weekend, you can't stay 'round
Baba calling on my phone, nah, I told her leave me 'lone
I'm just chilling at the crib tonight, won't go out, each is own

Now I'm just looking for a way out, I'm picking up that pace
I'm just looking for a way back home, I'm kicking on the Jakes
I'ma dump this bitch until it's gone, I'm clicking 'til it break
All that love I went and shown, what I got back was something fake