All by My Lonely - Lil Keed, Yung Mal

Got it on smash

Nah, real nigga shit, know what I’m sayin?

Mario!

It’s all myself about you

Ohh, ohh

Oh yeah

Hop in the coupe, hop in the coupe

I’m going fast

I’m rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes

Not goin' out sad

This for my bros, who been here all along

I got your back

I dip out there all by my lonely, I don’t need no nigga

I spaz

Oh yeah, this a new bankroll

Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can’t fold

Oh yeah, I’m standin' ten toes

Oh yeah, and I’ma keep my pole

I’ll never let you go back to what you’re used to

Tryna show you somethin' different but you didn’t have no clue

You can have her back bro, yeah, I been smashed, ooh ooh

It wasn’t what I thought it was, yeah, I had to tell the truth

Just 'cause I’m in that Bentley

Don’t think I won’t shoot out in broad day

Say Conley money be the best money

Got trap houses out the four way

And I ain’t never been a scared nigga

All my young nigga wildin'

And all I hang around is dreadheads

Platted up like rastas

Montana shootin' at your damn head

Yeah real top shotta

He handle his business and go to bed

He ain’t even think about you

Diamonds on ya toes and all baby

Love the way they look on ya

That pussy might not be talkin' bout nothin'

But you got some good lips on you

We slime 'em out, gotta slime 'em all the way can’t even leave nothin'

I’m with Crips but I’m bleeding

I’m posted on 250 Bleveland

Hey, hey

Hey, hey

Hop in the coupe, hop in the coupe

I’m going fast

I’m rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes

Not goin' out sad

This for my bros, who been here all along

I got your back

I dip out there all by my lonely, I don’t need no nigga

I spaz

Oh yeah, this a new bankroll

Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can’t fold

Oh yeah, I’m standin' ten toes

Oh yeah, and I’ma keep my pole

I’ma keep my pole

I’ma stand ten toes

Gotta ride with my bros

Just like a junkie we want smoke

I done seen niggas act hard and fold

Watch these niggas go out sad for these hoes

The same ho fucked the gang and they gold

Young nigga cold, never let go

I done had me some long nights on that road

Trappin' hard, talkin' bout range

Cleveland the snow, gotta go hard

Get a bankroll, play yo' card

Nigga be bold, seen so much shit that I never told

Yeah this shit gettin' hard but I never fold

32 shots in the Glock when I pop and I make them get low

Bitch ain’t crazy yeah she know who got them low

I’m with Lil Keed, Hood Baby wipe your nose

Pockets stay on swoll, haters fall like dominoes

I don’t fuck around no no, I have young niggas at your front door

I’m in a brand new coupe this shit so fast

Gotta bag, can’t look back

Niggas is mad, I just laugh

I bust down with the hood, don’t crash

I bust down my wrist, just dance

Droppin' the top on the coupe, blowin' this cash

Just like a fan

Hop in the coupe, hop in the coupe

I’m going fast

I’m rockin' these shows, not standin' these hoes

Not goin' out sad

This for my bros, who been here all along

I got your back

I dip out there all by my lonely, I don’t need no nigga

I spaz

Oh yeah, this a new bankroll

Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can’t fold

Oh yeah, I’m standin' ten toes

Oh yeah, and I’ma keep my pole