Lyrics Die Alone - Billy Burnz

I be high alone
Seeing spirits in my styrofoam (facts)

I'm in my throne
Traded my rifle for a microphone (rah)

Stood on my own
Don't call my phone you getting dial tone

See in these streets you go to jail
Or you gone die alone (Eh)

Stay out that riot zone (Eh)

Sometimes I cry alone (Eh)

Came from a quiet home

See in these streets you going to jail
Or you gone die alone

See all my life I been a real one (real one)

Say she want a gangsta
Till she feel one (till she feel one)

Bang on that pussy like a steel drum (steel drum)

These niggas banging on the net
Boy don't you feel dumb (haha)

I changed a lot when I was fifteen (fifteen)

My homie died I seen the news
Right on the split screen (RIP)

These streets ain't nothing
But a quick scheme (ahhh)

Just stick with billy
I can show you just what lit mean (facts)

I had them burners like a Taliban (taliban)

I was on some shit
You wouldn't understand (understand)

Ready for war like I'm in Pakistan (Pakistan)

What you know bout spraying shots
Right out a caravan (rah rah rah)

Get out the streets
If you don't got a plan (got a plan)

Listen to me nigga
This is not a scam (this is not a scam)

Karmas a bitch
And shorty got a man (shorty got a man)

That's why I'm tryna save the earth
Cause it's the motherland

I be high alone
Seeing spirits in my styrofoam (facts)

I'm in my throne
Traded my rifle for a microphone (rah)

Stood on my own
Don't call my phone you getting dial tone

See in these streets you go to jail
Or you gone die alone (Eh)

Stay out that riot zone (Eh)

Sometimes I cry alone (Eh)

Came from a quiet home

See in these streets you going to jail
Or you gone die alone

I been in trouble
Since a little kid (since a lil kid)

Never gave a fuck
Until I did a bid (until I did a bid)

Pray on the weak
That shit I never did (shit I never did)

Them demons really be the Opps
Why you ain't never slid (rah rah rah)

I was a product of the jane strip (Jane strip)

To tell truth these streets
Ain't nothing but a slave ship (slave ship)

I lost some homies
That I came with (that I came with)

But I won't die up in these streets
Cause that's that lame shit
(that's that lame shit)

Don't lose your life
Cause you won't get it back (get it back)

He thought his shorty loved him
Till she set a trap (set a trap)

They took his soul then tried
To sell it back (sell it back)

But my mind be on my money
Gotta let it stack (let that shit stack)

Raised in the streets
Now I'm a veteran (veteran)

Had to change my life
To be a better man (better man)

Won't scare an opp
Bet that beretta can

But when that neena in my hand
There ain't no better plan

I be high alone
Seeing spirits in my styrofoam (facts)

I'm in my throne traded my rifle
For a microphone (rah)

Stood on my own don't call my phone
You getting dial tone

See in these streets you go to jail
Or you gone die alone (Eh)

Stay out that riot zone (Eh)

Sometimes I cry alone (Eh)

Came from a quiet home

See in these streets you going to jail
Or you gone die alone