Lyrics Alone - Kid $ixty

Alone - Kid $ixty
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alone, artist - Kid $ixty. Album song Alone, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Kid $ixty
Song language: English

Alone

Skillful player more money than a ball player
You might wanna say a prayer
When you walk up see the slayer
Flew the bitch outta town
And she wanna fuck around smoking weed by the pound
We don’t fuck around told that bitch to calm down
All she yelling in the background
Check my credential
My wrist presidential
Flow existential
All this info head like I’m
Change the world this shit is essential
All this negligence people want some relevance
Why gotta test my intelligence
Don’t need your elegance
We both know the ending
No point in pretending
You’re really good at spending like a housewife
Let me tell you 'bout my life
Sharp as a knife
I been there there were many there
Been everywhere anywhere call it square
When I pull up I don’t care
Lonely nights alone used to selling on the phone
When you come back home wearing his cologne
You lied you said you were alone
The truth is well known
He marches like a combat zone
Yeah, might break his bones
Then I need a tombstone
I’m fully grown
Very well known in the zone that’s a milestone
Might be instinct in my chromosome
Yeah, In LA that’s my home
Ayy that’s my home
Streets full of violence
The sound of sirens
The people want some silence
But all they really need is guidance
Equality is timeless
Defiance and the politics cause every politic is like a bag of tricks,
And we don’t flip these bricks
We just hold these loaded clips
Praying for an apocalypse
Against aristocracy
Fuck this hypocrisy
Maybe one day I’ll win the lottery
Beat the poverty run away from inequality
And life sometimes feels like a robbery
You have to spray and pray that life will go your way
A lot of people think they have a say
Just let them die away
make it go away
When I’m far away
Maybe I’ll just fade away
Til the holy day
Lonely nights alone used to selling on the phone
When you come back home wearing his cologne
You lied you said you were alone
The truth is well known
He marches like a combat zone
Yeah, might break his bones
Then I need a tombstone
I’m fully grown
Very well known in the zone that’s a milestone
Might be instinct in my chromosome
Yeah, in LA that’s my home
Ayy that’s my home

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