All By My Lonely

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Gotta go smash
Nah, real nigga shit, know what I'm sayin?
Mario!
I [?] myself about you
Ohh, ohh
Oh yeah

[Hook: Lil Keed]
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 [?] all by my lonely [?] 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 imma keep my pole

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
I never let you go back to what your used to
Tryna' show you somethin' different but you didn't have no clue
You can have a bankroll, yeah I'm with Smash, ooh ooh
It wasn't what I thought it was, yeah I had to tell the truth
Yeah, 'cause I'm in that Bentley
Don't think I won't shoot out in broad day
Say colored 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 the dreadheads
[?] up like rastas
My time to shoot at your damn head
Yeah real talk with 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 looks on you
Wish slimeball got slimed all the way can't even leave nothin'
I'm with crips but I'm bleeding
I'm busting on 250 Bleveland
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

[Hook: Lil Keed]
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 [?] all by my lonely [?] 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 imma keep my pole

[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
Imma keep my pole
Imma stand ten toes
Gotta ride with my bros
Just like a junkie we want smoke
I done seen niggas that hard, they fold
Watch these niggas go out sad for these hoes
The same hoe 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 swole, 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, dont [?]
I bust down my wrist just dance
Droppin' the top on the coupe, blowin' this cash
Just like a fan

[Hook: Lil Keed]
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 [?] all by my lonely [?] 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 imma keep my pole