Lonely

Yeah
(It's the Speaker Knockerz)

Started out with nothing, I was hungry
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie

All I wanna do is count commas (count up)
I had to make a couple bands for the come up (come up)
Got kicked out the house, I had no option (my mom)
I was going through it with my mama (my mom)

Ju-juggin' and finnesin', had to play it raw (juug)
Smoking weed, dodging feds, 'cause my head hard (damn)
When I dropped out I said, "Fuck all of y'all"
Imagine pulling up to your school in the best car (skrrt skrrt, gone)

I was born in '94, I got the tattoo ('94)
I just took his bitch, that's what that cash do (you mad?)
If you went from broke to rich quick, you would brag too (count up)
I'm sorry I finessed you out your money, but I had to (bands, bands)

Started out with nothing, I was hungry (count up)
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me (yo' ho)
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (oh, no)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (by my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, you mad, or nah?
Fuck nigga don't want war, them things go rah-rah-rah (rah, rah, rah)
These thots don't get no love, my pockets is on large (on large)
I'm swimming in the guap (the guap), I got gold all on my watch (my watch)

My belt cost one of your checks (yo' checks)
I'm throwing all this money like Brett (touchdown)
I know I make ya girl so wet (so wet), I know this pussy nigga upset (upset)
I'm winning, I'm winning, you lose (you lose)
That's your fault should have never snoozed (never snoozed)
You broke, never make no moves (no moves)
I be making movies, no Tom Cruise (Tom Cruise)

Started out with nothing, I was hungry (count up)
Now I got a couple niggas bitches on me (yo' ho)
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (nah)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (yeah)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (hold up)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
Fuck, nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (hold up)

By my lonely
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely, damn
Yeah
MTTM2



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Writer(s): Derek Mcallister Jr.
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