| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| I remember back in the day I didn’t have it
|
| Back in the day I didn’t have it, no
|
| Hop in that coupe and I’m smashin'
|
| Hop in that coupe and I’m smashin' bro
|
| I just been fuckin on freakies and gettin' so geeky
|
| So sorry been feeling real lonely
|
| I’m a pull up with the heater, that nigga start weeping
|
| I’m popping at him and his homie
|
| She slick on my dick-ah, she slick on my dick-ah
|
| She suck on that dick like bologna
|
| Pussy boy play I’m a pull up with fuckin' extendeds
|
| And do that lil' nigga so wrongly
|
| I think I’m being too dramatic
|
| But baby I’m not so dramatic, bro
|
| Sniffin' on that democratic
|
| Wrap it and put in in plastic, oh
|
| I love the Xans its so back lit, um
|
| But perc-ys be working the fastest, whoa
|
| You can’t keep giving 'em chances
|
| 'Cause back there is gon' stop you bro
|
| Roll up some more of that reefer
|
| Can’t we just go and get geeker now
|
| They done got me on that lean and shit
|
| I’m walking around looking so sleepy now
|
| They gave my brother that coke-y
|
| Look how that nigga be fiend-in now
|
| Cut some off of your wrist and shit
|
| Like baby girl what is the reason now?
|
| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| Eat on that pussy it taste like Italian
|
| You said you love me, but can you describe it?
|
| You see my feelings, but I’m trying to hide 'em
|
| Is you gon' ride for me when it gets violent?
|
| Sippin' codeine like I got a prescription
|
| I popped the Xanies no doctors permission
|
| Loving your sex and the way that you kiss me
|
| Nigga play with you, that choppa start hittin'
|
| I just been feelin' so crazy lately
|
| Told that bitch I’m like Patrick Swayze
|
| Hop in that coupe and I skrt the 'Cedes
|
| I left my heart on the motherfuckin' pavement
|
| Fuck it, can you just pass the pain reliever
|
| Swear that’s the only thing on me
|
| Don’t ask why, or what’s the reason
|
| I want your blood like a fuckin' mosquito
|
| I’m trying not to lose it baby
|
| Fuck it just pass me the perc, just pass me the perc
|
| I’m trying not to lose it baby
|
| Fuck it just pass me the perc, just pass me the perc
|
| I’m trying not to lose it baby
|
| Fuck it just pass me the perc, just pass me the perc
|
| I’m trying not to lose it baby
|
| Fuck it just pass me the perc, just pass me the perc
|
| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| Baby I feel so alone and sometimes I want to die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everybody wanna ride
|
| But I stay strong and keep my head up, I believe that I can fly
|
| Feel like I’m all by myself like I’m the last slice of the pie
|
| Sometimes I close my eyes, and say fuck it let me die
|
| Seem like soon as I got paper everyone like let me ride
|
| Know that bitch, I ain’t got no limits, I can touch the fuckin sky
|
| Swear that I love gettin' geeked up, only thing that ease my mind |