DJ Twin Featuring Kodak Black & Sean Kingston – Lonely Lyrics

(Verse – Kodak Black)
Look everybody left and now I’m thugging by myself
Ni**as ain’t even help me when I asked that boy for help
I got to know myself again, stuck off in a cell
I love to tote the 38 because it catch the shells
Pocket monster, I ain’t gotta tuck it by my belt
You know I keep that heater on me hotter than hell
So much ice on me I might f**k around and melt
With that poker I be racking up more points than a shell
My lil ni**a working for me, call the boy elf
Gotta play for keeps, everybody for they self
Ni**a when you do it, better do it like the best
They love it how I do it, I ain’t nothing like the rest
Lil ni**a when you say it, better say it with your chest
And when I come, you know I come in four fours and a fed
Free Lil Jack Boy and…I know they gonna ride
The most is two ni**as with me when I slide
So what that mean? Three ni**as round with that iron
Three ni**as and we all toting 45s
Kick down your door and I don’t wanna hear your baby cry
Jumped off the porch, momma I am not a baby now
I was just a baby, lil ni**a been five
I wanted a baby K, I ain’t wanted a baby nine
They left me on my lawn, now ain’t nobody hold me down
Leave me on my lawn, I’ma soldier I’ll be fine
And never get a text, now they blowing up my line
I’ve been put before the X, they wanna have me crucified
In the gutter, had to bubble, I’ma hustler, I’ma grind
In the gutter, it’s a struggle, had to suffer to survive
Ni**a throwed me in the jungle, I’ma rumble for my life
Ni**a throwed me in the jungle, motherf**ker I survived
Pull up in a Jaguar, ni**a I ain’t lying
Run up with that monkey suit, ni**a I ain’t lying
Everything 1k, gotta keep it 1k
Sixteen, I opened shop at my momma place
Bi**h I had the weed, I had the pills, had the yay
Ask around about me ni**a, listen what they say
Used to post on the porch, made like 500 a day
I’ve been outchea thugging, ni**a check my resume
I pray for better days, taking chances everyday
I would roll round, tearing up the interstate
Just like the….I’ma pull up to the chase
I ain’t shooting dice but I’m about to break the bank
I ain’t musky but I stink cause I been smoking dank
Ni**a this a gunfight, why the f**k you brought a shank?
I won’t let nobody trip me off the streets, f**k the pain
I don’t care about no jury if it ain’t a
I’ve been had the rank way before the fame came
Project baby, I’m just the one that came to maintain

(Outro – Sean Kingston)
Hustle day to days, yeah we tryna get more
Hoping I could tell my momma, work no more
Young ni**a grimy and we tryna get more
Yeah we tryna get more
Tryna get it, tryna get it dog
We hustle hard, yeah we ship it off
Move in silence, never let em know
Move in silence, never let em know

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