Lonely

(الألبوم: DLOG - 2021)

(Go crazy, go crazy)

I ain't ever have shit, double Lamb' OG
Mike Dimes is a one man army
Everybody got hands when a nigga got bands
Where were you when a nigga was starvin'?
Can't walk with no nigga, can't walk with no bitch
'Cause a hoe is a hoe in my logic
My pockets from Houston, got rockets
My hoe is a check, she a profit
And I come through quick when I come through quick
No sorrow for niggas who crossed me
If he dead in my eyes or he dead in real life
Ain't no difference to me besides bodies and coffins
I'm a real nigga, not one for the dissing
But half of these niggas be capping they disses
Claiming they up but I look at the tracks
And these niggas be paying to fake they positions

These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)
These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)
These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)
These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)
These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)
These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)
These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)
These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

I move by my lonely
My lonely (My lonely), my lonely (My lonely)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)
They phony (Phony), they phony (Phony)
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me
She hoeing (She hoein'), she hoeing (She hoein')
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me (She hoein')

And I promise I got that bag, I ain't never look back
Ten toes, double O, add three plus seven
That's ten outta ten, niggas tryna be cared for
Dolla can't step like Dimes be stepping
And I talk that talk 'cause I walk that walk
Real nigga, bona fide, all truth I'm telling
Know niggas who really be felons
Your niggas just talk 'bout the fellas (Go crazy, go crazy)
The dash panoramic, for real
Fuck a deal, I'ma make me a deal
Get a mill' and a house on the Hills
City nigga, act up, fuck around and get killed
I was never for the act, rather move solo and make my own stacks
I carry my team, I got scars on my back
No nigga can say that they helped me with that
And nigga, that's facts

I move by my lonely
My lonely, my lonely
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony
They phony, they phony
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me
She hoeing, she hoeing
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me

'Cause man, these niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)
These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)
These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)
These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)
These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)
These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)
These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)
These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

I move by my lonely
My lonely (My lonely), my lonely (My lonely)
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)
They phony (Phony), they phony (Phony)
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me
She hoeing (She hoein'), she hoeing (She hoein')
I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)
I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me (She hoein')

(Go crazy, go crazy)
Cause, we got any new music?